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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
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