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 1       2, III    |      I thought that thou wast silent and that it was only she
 2       6, III    |     his voice and tongue were silent. Often when we came to his
 3       6, VII    |       languishing. Let him be silent in thy praise who does not
 4       6, VII    |       sought earnestly, those silent contritions of my soul were
 5       7, VIII   |       while he gazed at me in silent astonishment. For I did
 6       8, IV     | forgotten them; nor will I be silent about the severity of thy
 7       8, VIII   |       things about which I am silent. But I will not omit anything
 8       8, X      |  silenced; and the poles were silent as well; indeed, if the
 9       8, X      | indeed, if the very soul grew silent to herself, and went beyond
10       8, X      |      this, they too should be silent, having stirred our ears
11       8, XI     |      bury your mother.” I was silent and held back my tears;
12       8, XI     |  words as she could, she fell silent, in heavy pain with her
13       8, XI(301)|   whom Augustine is curiously silent save for the brief and unrevealing
14       9, II     |     sound is concerned, it is silent. But in strong affection
15       9, VIII   |      is at rest and my throat silent, yet I can sing as I will;
16      11, IX     |    nothing about times and is silent as to the days. For, clearly,
17      11, XVI    |     that thou shouldst not be silent to me.480 Speak truly in
18      11, XXII   |  formed. If, then, Genesis is silent about anything that God
19      12, XXIV   |   thus in vain. Nor will I be silent as to what my reading has