human
Thou shouldst go to bed, Ben--'tis late.
gpt
Thou shouldst be told, thy brother may die.
human
I wouldn't have thee question Mr. Williams concerning such a thing ... over-sure he knoweth all truth ... do themselves suffer from the sin of pride, as if knowledge of holy things resembled the goods of a man of business....
gpt
A promise to thyself is binding, unless a better wisdom----
human
The broth was from a turkey Plum shot for us, Mr. Williams. He couldn't swallow the meat, I made a broth in the room of it. I know he got strength of it.
gpt
Goody Cory, I have prayed that this affliction might bring you and your good husband to a better understanding of the Christian's necessities. Oh, how advantageous gracious supplications are! God accounts forgetting his mercies a forgetting himself--no time more fit for praise than a time of trial. Why, can't you see this visitation must be God's means of bringing you and Goodman Cory and----
human
There was _hominy_ in it!
gpt
No rain tomorrow. A breeze was blowing off the river. Joseph Cory had shown his son the inviolate shining of Polaris.
human
That star tells sailors where the north is, Ben. It never changes.
gpt
Why, don't they alway know that?
human
Compasses sometimes fail. Nothing distracts Polaris.