And when she could no longer hide him, she took for him an ark of paper-reed, and covered it over with bitumen, and with pitch, - and put therein the child, and laid it among the rushes upon the bank of the river.

And the stork, and the sand-piper, according to her kind; the hoopoe and the bat

Can the paper-reed grow up, without a marsh? Or the rush grow up, without water?

They have passed away with boats of paper-reed, like a vulture which rusheth upon food.

So what advantage does a wise man have over a fool? And what advantage does a pauper gain by knowing how to survive?

That sendeth by the sea, ambassadors Even in vessels of paper-reed, upon the face of the waters, - Go ye swift messengers Unto a nation drawn out and polished, Unto a people terrible from their beginning and onwards, - A nation most mighty and subduing, Whose land rivers have cut through.

The paper reeds by the brooks, by the mouth of the brooks, and every thing sown by the brooks, shall wither, be driven away, and be no more.

Then shall the glowing sand, become a lake, And thirsty ground - springs of water, - In the home of the wild dog - its lair, Shall he an enclosure for cane and paper - reed.

So I took the paper witnessing the business, one copy rolled up and stamped, and one copy open:

And I gave the paper to Baruch, the son of Neriah, the son of Mahseiah, before the eyes of Hanamel, the son of my father's brother, and of the witnesses who had put their names to the paper, and before all the Jews who were seated in the place of the armed watchmen.

Now after I had given the paper to Baruch, the son of Neriah, I made my prayer to the Lord, saying,

The Son of man came eating and drinking, and they say, Behold, a man gluttonous, and a wine-bibber, a friend of publicans and sinners. But wisdom is justified by her children.

The Son of man is come eating and drinking; and ye say, Behold, a gluttonous man, and a wine-bibber, a friend of publicans and sinners.

and there was a certain pauper, named Lazarus, who was laid at his gate covered with ulcers,

grieved but always glad, a 'pauper', but the means of wealth to many, without a penny but possessed of all.

When you come, bring the mantle I left at Troas with Carpus, also my books, and particularly my paper.

Having many things to write unto you, I would not write with paper and ink: but I trust to come unto you, and speak face to face, that our joy may be full.

Having many things to write to you, but I do not wish to write them to you with ink and paper: