When he had come to where the Prior sat, he knelt upon one knee.

He knelt on one knee and pointed the gun at them.

I was abjectly frightened, and knelt there a long time, praying and shuddering, before I could rise again to my feet and move about as I had to, since God had not stricken me and I must live my life and do what my sister had bidden me.

He held a book in one hand, from which he would pluck leaves and cast them on the fire, and at every burnt-offering a wail of ecstasy would go up from the hooded women and kneeling men.

At distant intervals the shadow of some one entering softly through the door would obscure, for a moment, the band of light, and an aged crone, or a little boy, or some gentle presence that the listening confessor had known only by the voice for many years, would kneel a few moments beside his waiting ear, in prayer for blessing and in review of those slips and errors which prove us all akin.

The next moment Latimer, Tommy, and I were kneeling round the prostrate figure of the doctor.

Victor now knelt constantly on the back seat, his face in the fitful play of light and shadow uncannily resembling that of a hunted jungle cat.

"There were kneeling women to-day with babies in their arms.

I kneel and kiss the stone, oh, mother, Where you have stood and blessed me with your eyes; Forgiveforgive me, motherfatherbrother For oh, he loves meand love sanctifies.

A man's figure was kneeling motionless at the foot of the bed.

But by her side was kneeling her better angel, that hid his face with wings; that wept and pleaded for her; that prayed when she could not; that fought with heaven by tears for her deliverance; which also, as he raised his immortal countenance from his wings, I saw, by the glory in his eye, that he had won at last.

This is Sunday, and the floor was full of kneeling worshippers, but that makes no difference.

At the roadside, in a little open, grassy space where once evidently a cabin had stood, knelt the figure of a gaunt old man.

"One Sunday morning I was in the Church of St. Claire, and, kneeling a little in front of me, I noticed a lady who did not seem to be paying the proper attention to her devotions.

The Virgin is very fine and majestic; around her throne stand and kneel the guardian saints of Siena and the Franciscan Order; St. Francis, St. Antony of Padua, St. Bernardino, St. Catherine of Siena, St. Ansano, St. John B., St. Louis.

70 And slow they move amid a world of fire!" He spoke,to Heaven his arms repentant spread, And kneeling bow'd his gem-incircled head.

When he entered the room, the Abbé de Solis and the children were kneeling round the mother's bed.

He knelt here a minute or two, then he passed back again to the lobby and ascended the staircase leading to the roof.

"Yes, next day 'twas Sunday, and whiles I was kneeling in the church the powder, the gun, the old man and the moneyOh, Anna, what shall I do?" "My dear, I will tell you," began Anna, but

I gave him all the signs of encouragement I could think of, and he came nearer, kneeling down every ten or twelve steps.

He knelt in yon church 'mid the worshipping throng, And vowed to do right, but went out to do wrong; For, going up of a Sunday to look at the gate Of Saints' Alley, he stuck there and found it was strait, And slid back of a Monday to walk in the way That is popular, populous, smooth-paved, and gay.

She put out her hand and felt for his; after a moment of hesitation he slid down and knelt close to her.

But would'st thou know the beauty of holiness?go alone on some week-day, borrowing the keys of good Master Sexton, traverse the cool aisles of some country church: think of the piety that has kneeled therethe congregations, old and young, that have found consolation therethe meek pastorthe docile parishioner.

The terrible woman with the hare-lip was kneeling on her, a great strong creature armed with a huge wooden ladle, heavy as a club.

I'm only a womanone of the weak ones, I s'posefor I broke down entirely the night after poor Micah was buried, Mrs. Challen said I went crazy; that I'd kneel down at the side of the bed an' cry as if my heart would break; that again an' again I went to the front door an' looked up an' down the lonely, treeless road, an' then to the back door, where I would call "Micah!"