Did she not break into lamentation and woe that a brother should so demean himself?
We could not miss the way, our driver said, and woe betide us if we did!
Woe to him who is not the keeper of his own conscience—the supporter of his own resolution!
A month will decide the one, perhaps: But what a duration of woe will the other be!
Or was it not in that hour—that solemn commune—soothed ...