1
A great harmony seemed to the poor cripple to fill the world.
2
While he was speaking a poor cripple passed, a beggar from Subiaco.
3
What cared the Pharisees whether the poor cripple was healed or no?
4
Hast thou not tormented my poor cripple limbs with thy infernal spells?
5
There was one poor cripple who had only the use of his arms.
6
A poor cripple kneels at his feet, and other mendicants are grouped around.'
7
I call it rather cruel to be parading such things before a poor cripple.
8
The poor cripple told me he was going into Juigalpa.
9
I fancy he wishes he had, rather than remain the poor cripple he is.
10
A poor cripple needed somebody to take care of him-always
11
The poor cripple's lip writhed, but he still spoke not.
12
Moreover, watching the agony of this poor cripple aroused many of her hidden impulses.
13
I could not rise, poor cripple, from intense agitation.
14
You see that I am but a poor cripple.'
15
How often, bitter envy stung the poor cripple's heart!
16
Immediately Israel limps most deplorably, and begs the driver to give a poor cripple a lift.
