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PurplePurple is any of a group of colours intermediate between blue and red. On a chromaticity diagram, the straight line connecting the extreme spectral colours (red and violet) is known as the line of purples (or purple boundary); it represents one limit of human colour perception.
SymbolismPurple sometimes symbolizes royalty, dating back to Roman times, when clothing dyed with Tyrian purple was limited to the upper classes. Purple as one of the liturgical colours in Christian symbolism can express sorrow and mourning. A light purple or lavender often symbolises feminism. In politics in the Netherlands, purple means a government coalition of right-liberals and socialists (symbolized by blue and red, respectively), as opposed to the more common coalitions of the Christian center-party with one of the other two. From 1994-2002 there have been two purple cabinets, see also Politics of the Netherlands and Paars (Dutch word for 'purple'). Where's mercy there? Either its go/god.html">God is not merciful, or else it
women--how much mercy does he get from Nature? His overindulgence
as he likes--unless he alters his ways he gets no mercy. If he does
reward. We English who have neglected brain and education--how much
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him--the silent intensity with which she was hanging on her husband.html">husband's
saying:
"This is bad for you, George."
He saw Gratian put her hand on her husband's forehead, and thought.html">thought--
twenty years of care to go for nothing, against this modern spirit?'
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corner, he opened it, and began playing the hymn. He played it
been with him since College days; and sang it softly in his worn
his shoulder, and said:
"I know it hurts you, Dad. But we've got to find out for ourselves,.
you didn't see that it's I who've changed. It's not what he thinks,
understand that I've got a mind of my own, Dad."
Pierson looked up with amazement.
"Of course you have a mind."
Gratian shook her head. "No, you thought my mind was yours; and now
weren't you trying hard to find the truth yourself, and differing
a stick amongst a drift of last year's leaves, to awaken but a dry
had searched, but the process had brought him nothing. Knowledge was
bottom? The well is too deep for us. You will come back to God, my
searching. Why shouldn't I.
"You will be most unhappy, my child."
"If I'm unhappy, Dad, it'll be because the world's unhappy. I don't
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