ellauri002.html on line 268: Never may my woes be relieved,

ellauri012.html on line 195: Her joys, her woes

ellauri048.html on line 1472: To bear thro' Heaven a tale of woe, Kantaakseen taivaaseen surkeen messagen,
ellauri048.html on line 1528: And standing, muffled round with woe, Ja seisten kiedottuna surun huiviin,
ellauri048.html on line 1566: The wild unrest that lives in woe Villi levottomuus joka asuu surussa,
ellauri061.html on line 556: LAERTES O, treble woe LAERTES Voi, 3x voi
ellauri069.html on line 485: To varying degrees, and woefully oversimplified, most of the novels pit a plucky heroine or poor, priapic, paranoid schnook against some vast, bureaucratic, merciless conspiracy.
ellauri072.html on line 477: What will happen when the age-old economy of scarcity gives way to the Age of Leisure? Professor Gabor, who won the 1971 Nobel Prize for physics offers a futuristic projection based on a static population and GNP, "classless, democratic, and uniformly rich." Fearful that total secruity "will create unbearable boredom and bring out the worst in Irrational Man," Gabor is anxious to retain "effort," "hardship," and the Protestant Ethic -- lest society dissolve in an orgy of anti-social, hedonistic nihilism (viz. the current drug explosion and the spoiled-brat students). To avoid such evils Gabor proposes that work and its attendant moral uplift be divorced from production and the service sector of the economy be vastly enlarged. But this is only the beginning -- enthusiastic about Social Engineering Gabor suggests using it to weed out potential misfits, trouble-makers and "power addicts"; supplementing I.Q. tests with E.Q. (Ethical Quotient) measurements; and modeling elementary and secondary education on the 19th century British public school which knew so well how to inculcate good citizenship, intellectual excellence and pride in achievement. The Third World, still wrestling with pre-industrial material want, is ignored -- since we can't afford any more industrial pollution presumably they will just have to adjust to their misery. Gabor's assessment of "the Nature of Man" shows a woefully naive Anglo-American ethnocentricity and complete ignorance of anthropology and his vision of post-industrial utopia operating on the moral axioms of the 19th century is as elitist as it is improbable.
ellauri097.html on line 471: In Romans 1:26, the New Testament says, “For this reason, God gave them over to degrading passions, for their women exchanged the natural function for that which is unnatural,” that is, different than what God intended. “And in the same way, also, men abandoned the natural function of the woman, and burned in their desire towards one another.” The translation used here is the New American Standard Bible because I think the NIV is woefully inadequate in the way it translates this passage from the Greek.
ellauri107.html on line 158: “Found it!” he announces. “Opened the book and skimmed for 10 minutes and there it was. Goes like this, and you’re ideally situated to hear it: ‘A man that is born falls into a dream like a man who falls into the sea. If he tries to climb out into the air as inexperienced people endeavor to do, he drowns. The way is to the destructive element submit yourself, and with the exertions of your hands and feet in the water make the deep, deep sea keep you up … In the destructive element immerse.’ This has been my credo, the lifeblood of my books. I knew it was from Lord Jim but didn’t know where. All I had to do was put myself in a trance and I found it: ‘In the destructive element immerse.’ It’s what I’ve said to myself in art and, woe is me, in life too. Submit to the deeps. Let them buoy you up.”
ellauri111.html on line 365: The gospel is God's last message to mankind. If you will yield to the gospel of Jesus Christ, you will be reconciled to God and you will escape eternal damnation in hell and the lake of fire. Besides all of this, you will have abudant life right now as you walk with the Creator of the universe, the Lord Jesus Christ. All of this in spite of all the woes that the world will throw at you.
ellauri140.html on line 1036: Then gan she waile and weepe, to see that woefull stowre. Oli siinä itkun paikka, ei näy niistä jälkeä.
ellauri143.html on line 497: Retaliation wrought inevitable woes will bring
ellauri143.html on line 1210: To those who know them not, complain not of your woes;

ellauri151.html on line 473: and pours out all her recent woes and pain. ja purkaa sille kaikki taannottaiset vaivansa.
ellauri156.html on line 108: What I am pointing out here is that the decision on David's part -- to remain in Jerusalem -- is the beginning of woes for both David and the nation Israel. Why is it wrong for David to stay home while the rest of the men of Israel go to war against the Ammonites? First, leading the nation in war is one of the main tasks of the king:
ellauri159.html on line 451: From persecution’s constant woe.
ellauri161.html on line 631: I’ve seen some people criticise Don’t Look Up for lacking subtlety. I’m not bothered by this. I don’t necessarily need or want the communications about climate change to be subtle. The issue itself certainly is not subtle. We are heading towards—and, again, already are in the midst of—unprecedented death and destruction. Our systems and rulers are not just woefully ill-equipped to deal with this or to prevent the worst of it, they are actively complicit in bringing it about. Those communities around the world that are the most vulnerable and that have had the least part to play in causing the crisis will be the ones to suffer the first and the worst. This isn’t subtle sh*t! This is horrifying, grotesque, psychologically debilitating stuff to ponder—if you even have the privilege to ponder in the first place! I don’t necessarily need subtlety here. Sometimes, to fight propaganda, you need to go loud and bold. But you still have to be effective. We are fighting an almightily powerful enemy. Competence is a necessary minimum. Regrettably, Don’t Look Up does not meet those standards. Its central metaphor doesn’t even make sense! Yes, capitalism is responding as dreadfully to climate change in real life as it does to the comet in the film—the key difference is that capitalism didn’t cause that comet to come hurtling out of the sky in the first place.
ellauri198.html on line 467: Seldom went such grotesqueness with such woe; Harvoin nähty noin paskaa koskaan lie,
ellauri198.html on line 621: Lost, lost! one moment knelled the woe of years. Sukkahoususankareita kolossa jo makaa.
ellauri241.html on line 184: Pale grew her immortality, for woe Kalpeaxi jäi hänen kuolemattomuutensa,
ellauri241.html on line 377: Of sorrow for her tender favourite´s woe, Surusta murean suosikkinsa murheesta,
ellauri241.html on line 484: For truth´s sake, what woe afterwards befel, totuuden vuoksi, mitä kurjaa myöhemmin tapahtui:
ellauri241.html on line 545: Ay, a sweet kiss you see your mighty woes. Aijai, suloinen suudelma näet mahtavat surusi.
ellauri241.html on line 1204: He had begun a plaining of his woe.

ellauri241.html on line 1297: Woe! woe! is grief contain'd

ellauri241.html on line 1441: When I have cast this serpent-skin of woe? I know!

ellauri270.html on line 477: And it would work 'em woe: Ja siitä tuli paljon harmia:
ellauri302.html on line 438: Yekel: I am a woeful sinner. I know it well. He should have broken my feet beneath me, — or taken away my life in its prime. But what did He want of my daughter? My poor, blameless daughter?
ellauri389.html on line 359: Ne'er let my tears for others' woe
ellauri429.html on line 90: But work their woe, and thy renown.
xxx/ellauri127.html on line 792: So haggard and so woe-begone? Noin kalvakka ja turtana?
xxx/ellauri127.html on line 827: And there I dreamed, ah woe betide, Ja mä näin unta, voi hemmetti,
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 544: Whatever he shall wish, betide her weal or woe. Vaikka saisi siitä panna päänsä tukille.
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 595: No uttered syllable, or, woe betide! Und sagte kein einziges kleines Wort,
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 729: “Oh leave me not in this eternal woe, Laula lisää kulta, älä tolla lailla vaivaa
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 747: “No dream, alas! alas! and woe is mine! "No vizi et kaisä jätä mua pitelemään pottaa!
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 801: That night the Baron dreamt of many a woe, Sinä aamuna Maifret nukkui pitkään,
xxx/ellauri193.html on line 128: Before South Africa became a republic in 1961, politics among white South Africans was typified by the division between the mainly Afrikaner pro-republic conservative and the largely English anti-republican liberal sentiments, with the legacy of the Boer War still a factor for some people. Once South Africa became a republic, Prime Minister Hendrik Verwoerd called for improved relations and greater accord between people of British descent and the Afrikaners. He claimed that the only difference was between those in favour of apartheid and those against it. The ethnic division would no longer be between Afrikaans and English speakers, but between blacks and whites.
xxx/ellauri232.html on line 99: If social claims appeal to the people's struggle with poverty and inequality, nationalism offers an encompassing narrative, an identity that blurs the lines of social classes and hides the social fractures that created this very problem. While Fascism promises to protect workers, studies show how Workers' conditions worsened severely during fascist times, something that can also be seen in the strong ultraliberal component most of the 'new far right', and of the dubious democratic credentials of of neoliberalism, devoid of the philosophical background of political liberalism. Nationalism gives the two great enemies behind the woes of people: foreigners, and immigrants. The external enemy, the internal enemy. Both combined ensure that no one is paying attention at inequality or working and living conditions.
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 309: Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Nyt roikkuu, surkea vankku, kuin ikävä,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1203: ⁠All these, overburdened with woes
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1595: Sins and wild words and many a wingèd woe
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2470: Woe, woe for him that breaketh; and a rod
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