How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me? She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned some verse of tender lyric beauty. ” “Don’t say that,” Sydney begged. "Oh! that I could live to see it," gasped Jonathan. " "But you are educated!"—astonished. ” “I say, you know, you have some pluck. But you must tell her. ‘That is what she wants, is it?’ ‘Do you blame her?’ he said stiffly. ’ ‘No, sister, I know that, but—’ ‘You needn’t tell me. ‘I told her you couldn’t have been flirting, but she wouldn’t believe me.
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