and gazed at two angels in glistening white sitting, one at the head the other at the feet, where the body of Jesus had lain.

Erastus remained at Corinth; Trophimus I left behind me ill at Miletus.

for after he has looked carefully at himself, he goes away, and at once forgets what he is like.

Yet in just the same way these dreamers also defile the flesh, while they set at naught dominion and scoff at dignities.

No more shall the voice of harpers and minstrels, flute-players and trumpeters Be heard in you. No more shall any craftsman of any craft Be found at all in you. No more shall the sound of a millstone be heard at all in you.

while I am gazing not at things seen, but at things unseen; for things seen are temporal, but things unseen are eternal.