In a little time, there was a crucifix on every dusky bosom.
I kissed her hands, which were holding the crucifix, and they had already turned cold.
He looks upon the crucifix awhile and presses it to his lips.
What is the crucifix but that most awful of all things—the Grief of God made Visible?
"Nothing but death," said Paul, and lifting the crucifix he carried it to his ...