"Where's the King or law to prevent good Robin from coming to see me and bring me food and
raiment? That's more than my lord Bishop will do, I warrant ye!"
Why, you had scarce gone ere this loathly John came running back again, and, when I oped mouth to reproach him, he asked me whether it was indeed likely that a man of prayer would leave his own godly
raiment in order to take a layman's jerkin.
{71} Meanwhile Arete brought a magnificent chest from her own room, and inside it she packed all the beautiful presents of gold and
raiment which the Phaeacians had brought.
Then the violet eye--the very eye itself seems to blush; the great shadowy hat, making the brow so quiet; the strange, clinging, clutching, pictured
raiment! As I say, it is a very gracious, tender type.
In Faiz words, 'Ye Daag Daag Ujala, ye Shab Gazeeda Seher, Woh intezaar tha jiss kaa, yeh woh seher toe nahin' (This tattered
raiment of darkness, this sputtering of dawn.
Trump's court at the palace was essentially his family and the few remaining White House staffers still willing to tell the president that, indeed, his exposed derriere is absolutely rocking
raiment of finest silk and gold.
Jemma Coleman steps into the regal
raiment for ITV's Victoria
Jemma Coleman steps into the regal
raiment for ITV's Victoria QUEEN VICTORIA has inspired everything from comedy sketches and musicals to TV dramas and big screen movies.
The charismatic leader is a god clad in mortal
raiment. He enjoys a cult-like following and can sway the followers whichever way he chooses.
The "slightly worn" earth tones of the final product -- the "tan and sandy stuff" of Guinness' relaxed yet noble
raiment -- Tom Mollo said, represent a soft, humanistic contrast to the stark slabs of colour worn by his imperial enemies.
He needed to shed the
raiment of moderation and don the Republican conservative cloth coat.
John then quotes from psalm 22.18,"They divided my garments among them, and for my
raiment they cast lots." That seamless robe, the garment of healing, now the prize of gaming soldiers (Mark 5.28).
The sight in the big main street, with its throngs of happy children in their bright clothes, each child with its hands full of toys, accompanied by their fathers and grandfathers in snowy clean white
raiment, showing in keen contrast with the somber grey tint of the nearest houses, and the dark-green of the fantastically shaped mountains in the distance, seems a glimpse of fairyland, and would have delighted the heart of Hans Andersen."
