Where is the mailbox?

That was in your mailbox.

In my subsequent confusion, I inserted my employer s urgent documents into a trash bin that, to me, looked a lot like a mailbox.

I started receiving secrets in my home mailbox, not just with postmarks from Washington, D.C., but from Texas, California, Vancouver, New Zealand, Iraq.

Please leave a message after the beep or drop some candies in our mailbox.

So far, it hasn t made much of a difference e mails continue to flood the decommissioned mailbox.

When a recipient mailbox of a message is not hosted locally, the message is relayed, that is, forwarded to another MTA.

The morning they are going to leave, Henry takes a note to his father's house and leaves it in his mailbox.

Red drew me into this little composition, optimistic to me in the sense that maybe the public service's mailbox, door service, plumbing.

I had this idea that I wanted people to receive a kind of mysterious love letter, like a found fragment in their mailbox.

At its most basic, an MUA using POP3 downloads messages from the server mailbox onto the local computer for display in the MUA.

Certain arguments that operators might have a virtual domicile , namely their Internet site or electronic mailbox, appear to have influenced the work of the Working Group on Electronic Commerce.

Historically, inter network connections were not continuously available as they are today and many readers didn't need an access protocol, as they could access their mailbox directly (as a file) through a terminal connection.

This expedition was special because it was only the second time reaching the summit was documented through signatures on a mailbox left at the top those signatures would be evidence for the next mountaineers that the previous team made it to the top.

The requirement to accept mail for postmaster implies that RCPT commands which specify a mailbox for postmaster at any of the domains for which the SMTP server provides mail service, as well as the special case of RCPT TO Postmaster (with no domain specification), MUST be supported.

Yahweh is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my high tower.

My archive 175 films, my 16 millimeter negative, all my books, my dad's books, my photographs.

because Abraham obeyed my voice, and kept my requirements, my commandments, my statutes, and my laws.

Because that Abraham obeyed my voice, and kept my charge, my commandments, my statutes, and my laws.

The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer my God, my strength, in whom I will trust my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.

E Oh, my God! My God! My God!

my loving kindness, my fortress, my high tower, my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge who subdues my people under me.

My goodness, and my fortress my high tower, and my deliverer my shield, and he in whom I trust who subdueth my people under me.

I am revisiting my country, my past, my childhood.

I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey I have drunk my wine with my milk. Friends Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved. Beloved

I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse I have gathered my myrrh with my spice I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey I have drunk my wine with my milk eat, O friends drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.

Understanding my own self, understanding my own pain, my own isolation, was my greatest teacher.

My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague. My kinsmen stand far away.

You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.

My Body, My Capital?

Consider my affliction and my travail. Forgive all my sins.

Why should I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?

My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore and my kinsmen stand afar off.

For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.

I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.

Stir up thyself, and awake to my judgment, even unto my cause, my God and my Lord.

My son, keep my words. Lay up my commandments within you.

I sleep, but my heart waketh it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.

My sister resembles my grandmother.

My father loves my mother.

My mother took my temperature.

My mother took my temperature.

My sister resembles my mother.

My friends are my family.

My friends are my family.