The day which his Maker intended as a blessing, man has converted into a curse.
In all my risks and emergencies, I am not sensible of having given a thought to my Maker.
Wland (gen. Wlandes, 455), the maker of Bewulf's coat of mail, 455.
It is leagued with the powers of darkness, in wresting man from his Maker.
She picked up a packet of the chocolate and looked at the name ...