He then went on to recount her labors and sacrifices in behalf of her race.
She is quite worthy—more than worthy—of the sacrifices I have made.
(With some sacrifices, our mothers would say,) Our glorious Independence!
The only question is: How can we achieve this with the least sacrifices?
Only from the poets, who acknowledge that they may be appeased by sacrifices.
To be sure, he answered, and went away laughing to the sacrifices.
Her struggles, her sacrifices, her failures, were almost vividly portrayed.
Next, with the help of the Delphian Oracle, we will appoint festivals and sacrifices.
His fights and sacrifices for others were finished, over and done with.
As Samoval so truly said, the mob is a ferocious god to whom sacrifices must be made.