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haste
«Fair daffodils, we weep to see / You haste away so soon: / As yet the early-rising sun / Has not attained his noon.»
«But he sent ambassadors to him, saying, What have I to do with thee, thou king of Judah? I come not against thee this day, but against the house wherewith I have war: for God commanded me to make haste: forbear thee from meddling with God, who is with me, that he destroy thee not.»
Author: Bible
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ambassadors, commanded, forbear, forbearing, haste, Judah, meddling, wherewith
«Because ye have said, We have made a covenant with death, and with hell are we at agreement; when the overflowing scourge shall pass through, it shall not come unto us: for we have made lies our refuge, and under falsehood have we hid ourselves: / Therefore thus saith the Lord GOD, Behold, I lay in Zion for a foundation a stone, a tried stone, a precious corner stone, a sure foundation: he that believeth shall not make haste.»
Author: Bible
| Keywords:
agreement, covenant, covenanted, covenants, foundation stone, haste, hid, lay in, overflowing, pass through, precious stone, scourge, scourged, scourges, Scourge of God, scourging, Zion
«Books, books, books had found the secret of a garret-room piled high with cases in my father's name; Piled high, packed large, /where, creeping in and out among the giant fossils of my past, like some small nimble mouse between the ribs of a mastodon, I nibbled here and there at this or that box, pulling through the gap, in heats of terror, haste, victorious joy, the first book first. And how I felt it beat under my pillow, in the morning's dark. An hour before the sun would let me read! My books!»