The LORD will afflict you with madness, blindness, and confusion of mind; you shall grope about at noon as blind people grope in d...arkness, but you shall be unable to find your way; and you shall be continually abused and robbed, without anyone to help.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
"Darling, will you come home today... after a few hours, or at noon, or a little later, or when the whole day's passed?" A young wife with tearful words stuck in her throat spoils the departure of her man who wishes to go to a land that takes a hundred days to reach.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
What fine weather this is! Not very becoming perhaps early in the morning, but very pleasant out of doors at noon, and very...r />wholesome--at least everybody fancies so, and imagination is everything.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There is probably not more than one hundred dollars in cash in circulation today. That is, if you were to call in all the bills an...d silver and gold in the country at noon tomorrow and pile them on the table, you would find that you had just about one hundred dollars, with perhaps several Canadian pennies and a few peppermint Life Savers.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Welcome the comming of the long'd-for May. Now all things smile; onely my Love doth lowre;... Nor hath the scalding noon-day sunne the power To melt that marble yce, which still doth hold Her heart congeal'd, and makes her pittie cold.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Death eats up all things, both the young lamb and old sheep; and I have heard our parson say, death values a prince no more than a... clown; all's fish that comes to his net; he throws at all, and sweeps stakes; he's no mower that takes a nap at noon- day, but drives on, fair weather or foul, and cuts down the green grass as well as the ripe corn: he's neither squeamish nor queesy-stomach'd, for he swallows without chewing, and crams down all things into his ungracious maw; and tho' you can see no belly he has, he has a confounded dropsy, and thirsts after men's lives, which he guggles down like mother's milk.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A bettre preest I trowe that nowher noon ys. He waited after no pompe and reverence... Ne maked hym a spiced conscience, But Cristes loore and his apostles twelve He taughte, but first he folwed it hymselve.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »