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It was the debate of a lifetime, the decision of an eternity. Who would have given boredom, the late hour, the heavy meal, as an excuse for dozing off while a universe held its breath in anticipation of rescue? But in a shadowed garden, as he knelt among rocks and fallen figs crying aloud to the heart of heaven, they slept. Later they wondered why he came to them in tears and whispers, asking "Could you not remain awake with me one hour?" Sally Sampson, |
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