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• Quench that spark, and our body is turned to ashes; like a spent sigh, our breath is wasted on the air; like the cloud-wrack our life passes away, unsubstantial as the mist yonder sun disperses with its ray, bears down with its heat. (Wisdom of Solomon 2, 3)

• Time will surely efface our memory, and none will mark the record of our doings. (Wisdom of Solomon 2, 4)

• then they will shine out, these just souls, unconquerable as the sparks that break out, now here, now there, among the stubble.✻ (Wisdom of Solomon 3, 7)

• Or be it some arrow, shot at a mark, that pierces the air, how quick the wound closes, the journey is forgotten! (Wisdom of Solomon 5, 12)

• Well-aimed fly his thunder-bolts, sped far and wide from yonder cloud-arch, never missing their mark. (Wisdom of Solomon 5, 22)

• light must still alternate with darkness, but where is the conspiracy can pull down wisdom from her throne? (Wisdom of Solomon 7, 30)

• Was I moved by noble birth? No better claim than hers, who dwells in God’s palace, marked out by the Ruler of the world as his favourite; (Wisdom of Solomon 8, 3)

• For her, no secret, no riddle is too dark; her prudent counsel will be my guide, the fame of her my protection. (Wisdom of Solomon 9, 11)

• Thy power knows no restraint, the power that created an ordered world out of dark chaos. It had been easy to send a plague of bears upon them, or noble lions; (Wisdom of Solomon 11, 18)

• or to form new creatures, of a ferocity hitherto unknown, breathing fiery breath, churning out foul fumes, terrible sparks darting from their eyes, (Wisdom of Solomon 11, 19)

• What would you? Here is a craftsman in wood has been to the forest and sawed off a fine straight branch; deftly he strips off the bark, and fashions, with patient skill, some piece of carpentry apt for man’s needs. (Wisdom of Solomon 13, 11)

• Peace, amidst their rites of child-murder, their dark mysteries, their vigils consecrated to frenzy! (Wisdom of Solomon 14, 23)