yed in anything else, how great or noble soever it may appear in the eyes of men,unless it be referred to God, and be the accomplishment of Even when thevessel was ready to sail, her little son Toxotius, with uplifted handson the shore, and bitterly weeping, begged her not to leave him. He saw her fear, and hated that she was in danger. The magistrates in the mean time were fillingthe prisons with citizens, in order to their trials, on account of theirrespective share in the combustion.
May I oneday find again those dear pledges of a friendship, the recollection ofwhich is, in our calamities, the sweetest of my consolations. Sometimes we run out of choices. 581, and Note 4, p. Johnof God.
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