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Triodion. Tribute to Caesar. Nunc dimittis. Kanon Pokajanen: Ode VII. I Am the True Vine. The Woman with the Alabaster Box. Dopo la vittoria. Bogoróditse DjévoClarke, Colin
There came to him a woman having an alabaster box of precious ointment and poured it on his head as he was at table.
Crouching there pale and naked and translucent, its alabaster bones cast up in shadow on the rocks behind it. Its bowels, its beating heart. The brain that pulsed in a dull glass bell. It swung its head from side to side and ... J.M.,White - 《Appalachian Heritage》 被引量: 4发表...
Anointing at Bethany 6Now when Jesus was in Bethany, in the house of Simon the leper, 7there came unto him a woman having an alabaster box of very precious ointment, and poured it on his head, as he sat at meat. 8But when his disciples saw it, they had indignation, saying, To ...
And, behold, a woman in the city, which was a sinner, when she knew that Jesus sat at meat in the Pharisee's house, brought an alabaster box of
37 and behold, a woman in the city, who was a sinner, and knew that he was sitting at meat in the house of the Pharisee, having taken an alabaster box of myrrh, 38 and standing at his feet behind him weeping, began to wash his feet with tears; and she wiped them with the hairs...
And He went to the Pharisee’s house, and sat down to eat. And behold, a woman in the city who was a sinner, when she knew that Jesus sat at the table in the Pharisee’s house, brought an alabaster flask of fragrant oil,
s a tale of hundreds, thousands—dark-eyed and green and blue; blonde, red-haired, brunette; Irish and Bantu and Latin, Nigerian and Welsh and Congolese. Our skin shines ebony and alabaster and every hue between, and our cells quiver with the tangled threads of those who came before us...