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They were accordingly married, and lived happily for years, begetting sons and daughters. Here my story endeth, The Natiya-thorn withereth, etc. There was a king, who was already old, and had but one son. Once upon a time he called this son to him and said to him: "My dear son! you know that old fruit falls to make room for other fruit.
All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field: 7. The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: because the spirit of the Lord bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass. 8.
'The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away. But the word of the Lord endureth for ever. We have an abiding Spirit, the Giver to us of a power without variableness or the shadow of turning, 'I will pray the Father, and He shall give you another Paraclete, that He may abide with you for ever. The manner of His operations may vary, but the reality of His energy abides.
Something like this 'The sun is no sooner risen with a burning heat." "Yes, yes, that was it." " but it withereth the grass, and the flower thereof falleth, and the grace of the fashion of it perisheth." "That was it," assented Diana. "So he preached about the shortness of life?" "No, not at all.
"We've no abiding city here." "The grass withereth, the flower fadeth." "Never, never more," says poor Poe's raven. Listen, m'n! Ye'll hear Shakespeare's immortal thunder. The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces dissolve with the great globe itself and all that it inherits. It's all there, Paul. It's in the hiccoughing throat of him. Puir felly!
"All flesh is grass: the grass withereth, the flower fadeth." Nancy Joe came from the dairy at that moment. "Gracious me I did you see that now?" she said. "I wonder at Kitty. But it's the way of the men, smiling and smiling and maning nothing." "Hm! They mane a dale," growled Cæsar.
Thou callest me a youth, and so I may be in regard to thee; but I tell thee it is five long years and there hath been no other thought in my heart but what was loathsome to me, and it hath worn and wasted my youth, so that it waneth and withereth and is nought. O, if thou be mighty, bring me to her that I may see her at least one time before I die.
The grass withereth, and the flower of it falleth off :" but the word of the Lord abideth for ever. And this is the word which by the gospel is preached unto you.
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