My lord, hear me, - Land worth four hundred shekels of silver - betwixt me and thee, what is that? And thy dead., bur. thou.

But the people said - Thou must not go forth, for, if we, flee, they will not regard us, neither, if half of us die, will they regard us, for, thou, compared with us, art worth ten thousand, - now, therefore, it will be better that thou come to us out of the city, with succour.

Then said Solomon, If he will be a man of worth, there shall not one hair of him fall to the earth, - but, if mischief be found in him, then shall he die.

A virtuous woman, who can find? for, far beyond corals, is her worth.

But, he, answering said to them - Ye, give them, to eat. And they say unto him - Shall we depart and buy two hundred denaries' worth of loaves, and give them to eat?

Philip answered him - Two hundred denaries-worth of loaves, are not sufficient for them, that, each one, may take, a little.