Then came her Duke of Milan her King of Spain, her khedive, her maharajah.

Give her of the fruit of her hands! Let her works praise her in the gates!

Ah, stop thinking of her. Stop thinking of her. Stop thinking of her.

He tells her of her charms

Give her of the fruit of her hands and let her own works praise her in the gates.

To speak of her character... of her selfsacrifice.

Your words remind her of her mother

They picked her because of her father.

But if her father disallow her in the day that he hears, none of her vows, or of her bonds with which she has bound her soul, shall stand and Yahweh will forgive her, because her father disallowed her.

So all of her expressions came from subtle movements of her eyelids and her fingers.

Was he standing to the left of her, the right of her or behind her?

Her Flickr feed is her art, a sort of memorial, but her Facebook page is her life.

But if her father disallow her in the day that he heareth not any of her vows, or of her bonds wherewith she hath bound her soul, shall stand and the LORD shall forgive her, because her father disallowed her.

I twisted it round her neck and choked her life out of her.

It's her, her, her.

She was her usual self cheerful, full of plans for her children, her bird watching, her consulting work.

Her phantoms. The ghosts of her dead family.

Her defense of her husband was quite eloquent.

Of her?

Jerusalem remembers in the days of her affliction and of her miseries all her pleasant things that were from the days of old when her people fell into the hand of the adversary, and no one helped her, The adversaries saw her, they mocked at her desolations.

Shechem the son of Hamor the Hivite, the prince of the land, saw her. He took her, lay with her, and humbled her.

Come against her from the utmost border open her storehouses cast her up as heaps, and destroy her utterly let nothing of her be left.

Come against her from the utmost border, open her storehouses cast her up as heaps, and destroy her utterly let nothing of her be left.

Sami showed Layla pictures of her and her lover.

When I saw her, the image of her mother...

Of course you love her. You're marrying her, right?

Her Excellency, Her Royal Majesty, the Queen of Hearts!

I want a picture of her with her beads.

We will build her a house of her own

We will build her a house of her own.

With her crown of gold and her blue robe.

Her face in an oval Her eyes of opal

Jerusalem remembered in the days of her affliction and of her miseries all her pleasant things that she had in the days of old, when her people fell into the hand of the enemy, and none did help her the adversaries saw her, and did mock at her sabbaths.

To Nadia, who's reclaimed her freedom... to the annulment of her marriage... to the annulment of her husband...

In that movie, her push was when she saw her daughter scared of her father.

Veronica's charm was herself... the fall of her shoulders... her anxious look... her secret smile.

And ( remember ) her who guarded her chastity We breathed into her of Our spirit , and We made her and her son a sign for all peoples .

And when Shechem the son of Hamor the Hivite, prince of the country, saw her, he took her, and lay with her, and defiled her.

Nice of her!

What of her?

Because of her?

All of her!

Peers of her father advised her not to go, showing her maps of tropical diseases, but she went anyhow,

She had Injun paint on her belly, on the flat of her hands and the soles of her feet.

Her mother was not raising her, her grandmother was raising her.