#the ailments which beseech me

[anythingbyadriannelenker]

i am the ultimate lover. the appreciator, if you will. unfortunately, my body is a hater.

[btsmosphere]

Deep Rooted | KSJ

~summary: when a group of strangers washes up in your village, your trepidation is justified. Surrounded by forest here, no one goes in and no one goes out. How will you fare when you take in the new arrivals? ~pairing: seokjin x reader (gn) ~word count: 6.9k ~fantasy au, strangers to lovers, angst, fluff ~rating: pg15 ~warnings: weapons, monsters, blood, injury, past character death, major character death (sort of)

~a/n: I wrote this fic to wish a wonderful happy birthday to the amazing @aroseforyoongi​ !!! thank you so much for being the most wonderful mom to @thebtswritersclub​ and for all the fun times we have had! I wish you the best of birthdays, even if this fic is sort of revenge for breaking my heart so many times with your writing. also I definitely didn’t get the wrong date for your birthday and bash this out in a day... nooo (I did absolutely do this so please ignore any errors, I have not proofread)

The sound of yelling accompanied the thunder of your feet down the stairs.

It wasn’t often that such a commotion was heard in your sleepy town, but what you had seen a moment ago from your window had you running immediately.

“Stay back!”

“Please, he’s wounded-“

“We mean no harm!”

“I’m sure you don’t sonny, now get away or I’ll shoot you! I’ll do it!”

Throwing open your front door, you raced towards the voices, alarmed at the rising volume. Rounding the corner as fast as you could, you spilled out into the square, a small group of people you didn’t recognise crowded by the old gate. Long since abandoned, it was swamped in ivy, tendrils of which blew into their faces as three townsfolk pushed them back.

Your eyes widened on seeing Cribbons, the eldest man in the village, brandishing a rusting pistol at the strangers.

“Are you sure you want to do that?” one of the strangers stepped forwards, the warning in his voice as clear as his hand began unsheathing a sword from his belt.

Gasping, you dashed across the remaining distance between you and the group.

“What’s going on?” you exclaimed, coming to a stop directly between the two parties.

Eyeing the new people, you saw them do the same, wary of you. But before either of you could speak, Cribbons was talking.

“They came in from the forest!”

Looking between both parties, you could only gape.

“They- that’s not possible,” you shook your head.

“It’s true, we all saw it!” Cribbons snarled, “we’re just trying to send them back where they came from.”

Frown deepening, you cast your eyes over the group that had appeared, apparently from Midbleak forest. Now you were closer, you could see one of them was seated, slumping against the crumbling gatepost. Their hands clutched at their leg, which you were shocked to see bleeding profusely.

Another stranger was supporting them, and now looked around at you.

Drawing in a breath, you found yourself unable to look away from the man, his large eyes beseeching you. Strikingly handsome, he rose to his feet to address you with a small bow.

“Please,” he spoke, “we are all in need of rest. And somewhere for my friend to heal. We mean you and your town no harm.”

Silence reigned and you realised each person was awaiting and answer from you. As the town’s apothecary, you technically had some level of authority, but it was never usually necessary to gather respect given the (usually) peaceful nature of your dwelling.

For now, though, you were grateful for your position, and turned to the new arrivals.

“I apologise for the behaviour of the townspeople,” you began with a sideways glance at Cribbons, “and welcome you to Midbleak. We are not… accustomed to having visitors. But I can make space for you, if you follow me.”

Bowing again, the man thanked you. Quickly turning to aid his friend who still leaned heavily against him, your eyes never strayed from his form until another of the party blocked your view.

“Thank you for your kindness,” he smiled, dimples showing.

“Don’t mention it,” you returned the smile, “we best get moving.”

A crowd had gathered, unsurprising given that nothing of note ever happened here. Ushering the newcomers away, you did your best to shield them from the staring eyes looking on from every window.

Once inside, you allowed the group to settle in your front room. There were seven of them, meaning most had to seat themselves at various places on the floor or your windowsills, in any space not occupied by your herbs or potions. Since you lived alone, you had never prepared for this much company.

The injured man, introduced to you as Taehyung, was granted the entire settee. Disappearing to your supply larder, you tried not to think of the bloodstains you would have to wash off later.

Returning with bandages and ointment, you realised you hadn���t offered them anything to eat or drink. It had been such a long time since you had entertained others that the manners your brother always taught you had almost slipped your mind.

“I’m so sorry,” you garbled, depositing your armful of supplies beside the settee, “would any of you like tea? Or, um, I’m sure I could find something to eat-“

“You’ve done enough,” a hand rested on your shoulder, bringing your attention to the man who spoke to you earlier. “Allow me to make some tea, if you have it, but our Taehyungie needs you most right now.”

“Of course,” you hastily agreed, and set to work.

Directing the man to your stove, you made quick work of patching up Taehyung. It wasn’t often you had to deal with ailments more severe than a sprained muscle, but wounds like this were something you could never forget.

Before you knew it, a warm mug was being pressed into your hands. Taehyung had fallen asleep, but on looking around, you found all the others gratefully drinking as well.

“Thank you…” you trailed off.

“Seokjin,” he prompted, “Kim Seokjin.”

“Thank you, Seokjin,” you smiled as he settled beside you, “my name’s Y/N, by the way.”

“This tea is great,” another spoke.

Thanking him, you explained that you grew all your ingredients yourself.

“Do you… do you think we might be able to take some with us?”

The man who spoke was the same who threatened to draw his sword in the square, and you frowned.

“Jungkook,” Seokjin scolded from beside you, “we’ll buy it off them at a fair price, given what they’ve done for us.”

“S-sorry,” you interjected, “but what to you mean ‘to take with you’? You’re not… going somewhere?”

“We’ll stay here for as long as we need to rest and for Tae to heal,” the dimpled man told you, “but then we will be leaving.”

You stared in horror.

“…leaving?”

“Yes, you see, we were on our way across the forest when we got delayed,” Seokjin explained, “we got lost and ended up here. So as soon as we can, we’ll try to find our original path.”

“But-but,” you spluttered, “no one leaves here! You can’t!”

“We have to,” Jungkook’s voice was terse.

“No one goes into the forest,” you matched his tone, a warning.

“Calm down, Kook,” the boy beside him held up a hand, then turned to you with a tilt of his head. “Why does no one go into the forest?”

“No one ever comes back.”

“We managed to get in, didn’t we?” one of the others argued.

“And that’s exactly why the people here are afraid of you,” you countered, “but it’s not like you came out unscathed.”

Mulling over your words, you saw defeat paint his features. The dimpled man spoke instead.

“We might be able to help.”

“Help?” you raised your eyebrows.

“Yes. I’m Kim Namjoon, and my party have had many successes against beasts, demons, and all sorts. I’m sure we can figure out what has happened to your town, and free you.”

In your cup, the liquid rippled slightly as your hands trembled around it. Slowly, you began to shake your head, the motion soon becoming vehement.

“No.” you said firmly, “you don’t understand-“

Your feet were already beneath you, taking you further from this group of delusional adventurers. In the doorway, you stopped, eyeing them fearfully for a second.

“No one goes into the woods.”

You turned on your heel, feet pounding up the stairs until your bedroom door slammed behind you.

Forcing yourself to lower your hands from where they raked over your scalp, you ceased your pacing. As you stood, sucking in deep breaths in some futile attempt to calm yourself, your eyes finally came to rest on your nightstand.

Your steps forward were softer now. You weren’t conscious of the sad smile that slipped onto your lips as your fingers came to caress the small vase of flowers that always stood there. Their petals were soft against the pads of your fingertips, but still firm with life.

You swallowed against the lump in your throat.

Letting your hand fall, you sunk onto your bed. Perhaps you should try to think of a way to tell the party downstairs to forget their death wish, or to get out.

Then again, why should you care if they want to go and get themselves killed? They only just turned up, and you had no obligation to them.

A gentle rap at the door lulled you from your reverie. Turning, you called for whoever-it-was to enter. You weren’t sure who you could expect, but of all the group, it was a relief to see that Jin was on the other side of the door.

Pushing it open cautiously, he only trod a couple of steps into the room. His eyes fixed on you where you sat with your back to him, not bothering to get up and instead only glancing over your shoulder.

Briefly smiling, he bobbed his head in a bow before speaking.

“Are you alright?”

Hi voice was as soft as his words, taking you somewhat by surprise.

“Where are the others?” you deflected.

“Most of them have gone to get supplies from the town. Taehyung’s still sleeping. I came to check if you were okay,” he pressed.

“Yes. Thank you,” you turned your eyes back to the floor in front of you, “I-I just- a lot has happened – you lot turn up, and now there’s talk of the… the woods…”

“I understand.” You heard the creaking of your floorboards, soon feeling the bed dip beside you, the warmth of his body very close. “Or at least, I can try to. I don’t mean to worry you… if you want us to leave, I’ll get the others to comply.”

“I appreciate it,” you sighed, then throwing your hands out in frustration, “but your friend still isn’t well. Where else can your group of idiots go if not into the death-trap outside the gates?”

Laughter beside you made you look around. His laugh wasn’t elegant, but it was full of joy and left it impossible for you not to chuckle with him.

When he calmed down, he looked back at you. The proximity startled you; even with splotches of red on his face post-laughter, you were struck again by his beauty. Light creases still resided by his brilliant eyes as he held your gaze.

“I won’t argue with that description of us,” he smirked, “but I really think we can help. I know whatever is out there must be scary, if it’s stopped anyone leaving this place. But we only want to help you. Is there nothing you miss from the outside?”

Unconsciously, your eyes slid to the flowers standing proud on your dresser.

“I don’t even remember what lies beyond the woods,” you confessed.

“Then wouldn’t you like to see?”

A look back showed Jin still staring at you with hopeful eyes that cracked your heart a little bit.

“We shouldn’t hope like this,” you smiled apologetically, “it’s just too risky.”

Dropping it for now, he grimaced slightly. Your heart ached even at the small sign of hurt on his face. Before you could say anything, however, he was swiftly moving on.

“But we can stay with you?”

“Yes,” you agreed, “I don’t have too much space, but you can fit three of four in here, and the others should be alright downstairs.”

“We’re much obliged,” he smiled, and you couldn’t get enough of the happy creases forming by his eyes. “But what about you? I wouldn’t like to deprive you of a place to sleep.”

“It’s okay,” you assured him, “there’s one more room I can use.”

Jin was the perfect gentleman, helping you set out the space before returning downstairs. Without even asking, he was preparing tea, insisting it was the least he could do. And as the others returned with jokes on their lips and hands full of things they had bought, you saw the way he laughed with them like they were brothers.

You found you didn’t mind having them there so much, after all. Even when they grumbled or snapped, it was never long before they fell back into familiar banter, and it was like having a family again.

For a few days, a sort of routine was established. Namjoon always hoped to gather ‘information’ on whatever evil was surrounding your town. Some went with him, others went to the gate.

Taehyung was soon well again, although you weren’t sure if that was a good thing. His regaining health was proving injurious to you, given the stress he caused. If he was still struck down, Jin wouldn’t have to fret over him so many times as he wandered stubbornly into the woods, always to become lost and end up back in the town.

But you couldn’t deny that life was certainly more lively.

One constant, however, was Seokjin. He went out the least, electing to stay and help you. It became something you looked forward to: the house emptying of others so you could drink tea and talk, or take him on small tours around your favourite parts of town.

It was pleasing to see the villagers become a little more accustomed to the new additions, too.

“You look so happy these days,” the baker told you as Jin picked out his favourite bread somewhere behind you.

At the time, you merely blushed as you thanked your friend, but on the short journey home, you realised it was true. Jin was rambling on about the time Jungkook had taken an axe to a waterfall that annoyed him once, another story of outside the woods to bring a grin to your face.

Pushing open the door for you back home, Jin held it open for you to go first. But just as you crossed the threshold, words met your ears that took your smile away in an instant.

“We’re thinking of going tomorrow.”

Whirling around, you stared in disbelief. Jin shuffled his feet, reluctant to meet your eye.

“You’re still thinking about going into those woods?” you exclaimed, incredulous.

“Yes…” he cocked his head, looking away, “we have to keep moving.”

Torn between stepping towards him or backing away, you stayed rooted to your spot.

“But… don’t you like it here? Are you not happy?”

When he looked up, his big eyes stole the breath from you. Behind a watery coating that welled up there, he looked so wounded. But, pressing his lips together, a corner dared to lift into a hopeful smile.

“…come with us?”

You inhaled sharply.

“No,” you shook your head firmly, “can’t you just stay here?”

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” he pleaded, “but if the others are going, so am I. They’re my brothers.”

“You’ll never make it out alive!” you raised your voice, breathing heavily. But all that was betrayed by the way your voice overflowed and cracked, tears springing to your eyes that you blinked away.

“Don’t be like this, please,” he was calmer, stepping forwards and reaching out a hand…

It drew towards you and you so desperately wanted to take it, to fling yourself into his arms and feel him safe around you- but he was still leaving. You couldn’t change his mind. And if he was leaving you couldn’t allow him to take your heart with him.

You shied back, flinching from his hand. In turn, Jin froze, staring at you with such pain in his eyes that you couldn’t bear to look – and so you didn’t.

Turning away, you fled up the stairs.

“Y/N!” he called from behind you.

Hurriedly depositing the bags on your table, he dashed to follow you, reaching the room you had been sleeping in just as the door swung shut in his face. He had never been in there, but didn’t think twice about pushing the door open to get to you.

Calling your name again, he could barely blink before your teary face was in view, close as you tried to push the door closed again.

“Leave!” you begged, trying to inject as much venom into your wavering voice as you could.

“Y/N, please, I don’t want to go like this-“ Jin struggled to say, to make himself heard as you pushed the door back, “I want you to come with me! I don’t want to leave you behind, goddammit, because I don’t want to be without you! I love you!”

Ceasing in your every move as his words sunk in, your trembling frame pressed against the door. Closing your eyes, your face screwed up as juddery breaths left you. You could practically feel your heart shattering while he waited in silence for any response.

“Get out,” your voice was low, not daring to be louder.

Through the small crack remaining between the door and its frame, Jin watched you but didn’t move.

“I’m sorry,” he breathed, “I shouldn’t- if you don’t feel the same-“

Casting your eyes heavenwards, you tried to form words, anything that would explain to him what was running through your head.

“No, Jin-“ you interjected, “I do! I do feel the same, I-I… that’s why I would rather you go.”

“But, Y/N,” he frowned, “if you love me, then let’s go! We can see the world together, we can do all the things I’ve been telling you about.”

“No,” you finally found your voice firmer, “because I l- because of how I feel, I don’t want to see you go into those woods. I don’t want to lose you.”

A beat as he sighed.

“I have to go… these boys are my brothers. Do you know how it feels, to have a family? Whether by blood or not, that is important. Can’t you understand that?”

For the first time, you finally raised your eyes to meet his, exhaling shakily.

“I know what it feels like to have a family…” your voice was quiet as you tried to spit the words out, “and so I know how it feels when that is all lost. If you go into that forest, you’ll watch them die. If you love them as much as you say, you wouldn’t let them go there.”

“Because I love them, that’s why I have to go with them,” he insisted, “I’ll be beside them and I won’t let them die. If anything comes for them, I’ll be in its way.”

“So your mind is made up,” you whispered with a small nod, “then why are you still here?”

After a brief pause, you felt a small push against the door instead of a response.

“Won’t you let me in?” he asked softly.

Resolve crumbling, you finally stepped back. As the door fell open without resistance, you sucked in a breath and held it, watching as he finally laid eyes on the space.

Around him, he could barely see the walls through the greenery erupting at every corner. But these couldn’t be plants for your apothecary – he would recognise those. No, these looked to be just for decoration.

Dotted around the foliage, from the leafy stems at the sides to the smaller pots lining every surface, were flowers of all kinds. Just like the ones in the vase in your room, that had never moved even now that four boys were sleeping there.

While his head turned this way and that, taking in the multitude of plants, his mouth formed words never spoken, unsure what to say. In the end, he settled for-

“What is this?”

Finally meeting your eyes, he awaited your explanation.

“This… was my brother’s room,” you spread your arms out, indicating the space as you continued, voice flat and dejected, “he loved flowers. He would always bring some back to me when he went out to the forest… He was one of the people who tried to defend the forest. Since people started going missing, all the men of the town joined together to try and defeat whatever foe was troubling us…

“But then the same thing happened to them. He was so eager to protect us, have an adventure… and so confident. And of course, he was my older brother, so I believed him. On the day he left, he gave me that vase of flowers, and told me to wait for him at dinner. Only, they never returned. A handful made it back, terrified and telling about how they fought but were defeated, and they had no choice but to run. No one dared collect the bodies, or…”

Your breathing shuddered, throat constricting as you spoke, but only now did a sob cut you off.

Instantly beside you, Jin’s arms circled you without hesitation, pulling you to his chest. You couldn’t resist if you tried, falling into them as you collected yourself.

“Shh, I’m so sorry,” he was muttering into your hair, pressing small kisses there between his comfort, “I’m sorry, I’m here, it’s okay.”

Bringing your arms around his middle in return, you held him fiercely.

At last, when you were able to draw a breath, you pulled your face away to look him in the eye.

“Come with me,” you said. Before he could question, you were grabbing his hand, leading him resolutely to the back corner of the room. As you got closer, however, it became clear it went further then he could initially see.

“This,” you sniffed, still wiping at your eyes, “is my teleportation circle. You can come here anytime-“

Dropping his hand, you walked forwards, crouching to wipe dust from the surface so the sigils around the edge could be clearly read.

“-I haven’t used it in some time. It doesn’t function between here and outside the woods, so I’m not sure if it will even help…”

Trailing off, you turned to find him watching you fondly.

“You have to be safe,” you said.

“I will be.”

Despite the darkness around you, your eyes were wide open. You should be asleep, you knew that much, but they certainly weren’t considering closing any time soon.

Jin may have told you to take care as his friends waited at the door, leaving you with one last (and your first) kiss.

It was partly that moment keeping you up; if you closed your eyes, maybe the night wouldn’t disappear from your grasp and wake you up further in time from Jin and his perfect smile, with your memory of his pillowy lips moulding to yours just right fading. No, you wanted this to live in your head for as long as you could, dedicating the still of night to replaying the moment, wishing for it not to just be in your head anymore.

Jin promised he would be alright. He promised to come back, but your little faith had not backed off. It was too late for you to save your poor heart, however, and that was mostly why you had yet to fall into the clutches of slumber.

Somewhere out there in the woods right now, Jin was probably lost, possibly fighting.

Tossing your body over, you looked out into the room, rows of plants and flowers barely discernible in the pitch black. You had remained in your brother’s old room, unable to face the emptiness of your own which was so recently filled with life.

But though you refused to let yourself cling to any stupid, childish hope, there was clearly still a child within you as your thoughts flitted unbidden to Jin’s face, the way he would smile when he saw you again.

Your sleep-deprived mind could only fight off that child for so long.

That child, that had believed your brother’s bold confidence. That had dreamed of fighting too. You had wailed and complained that day, wanting to go with him, inspired with the same flame as him to fight for your town.

But that fire was snuffed out with him.

Still staring ahead, only the empty room greeted you. The house was too quiet. Over the past week or so, the boys had been courteous and tried to be silent at night, but at the very least there was always some giggling, some whispers or floorboards creaking as they probably snuck out to pilfer some snacks.

At least you had known you were not alone.

But you had been by yourself for so long, why did it taste so bitter now?

Just as you were longing for some activity in your barren house, a sound startled you. Jerking upright immediately, you were instantly aware how close the sound was, a sort of whooshing that is soon joined by a flaring light.

Scrambling from beneath your covers, you threw your hands up to shield your eyes that have been in darkness for some hours.

“Y/N?”

The call echoed through the entire house, even though you were in the same room. You were sure you must be dreaming. That’s Jin’s voice.

Dropping your arms, your eyes searched the space in a second.

Sure enough, there he is.

Your mouth hung open, a gasping mix between a sob and a laugh escaping as he rushed over to you from your teleportation circle in the corner.

“Jin?” you dared to smile as he approached.

But then you saw his face.

“Do you have healing potions?” he asked, voice raw with desperation, “we need medicine, a-and bandages, and anything you have-“

Nodding, you instantly complied, not needing to question his motive. Grasping his hand (and oh god it’s real and he’s still alive and with you-) you dashed down the stairwell, hurrying to gather supplies with him hot on your tail.

“What’s going on?” you panted as you raced back up the stairs, arms full, “what did you find?”

Kicking the door open none too gently, Jin spared you a glance.

“It’s a beholder. It’s clearly been ravaging your forest for a long time now, and it’s powerful. I’m sure that’s what’s blocking any magical connection with the outside, too.”

You had read about beholders somewhere before. Magical monsters with too many eyes, destroying all but the most powerful in its path. That was surely not something the party would dare to face.

“So you’re coming back?”

“No,” he stopped, right outside your circle, to look at you, “we got away, but most of us are hurt. Now we know what it is, if we track it down again, we can put a stop to this.”

How a grin adorned his face, you had no idea. His friends were in the middle of danger, on the verge of death, and he still had hope.

“That’s…”

You didn’t know what it was.

Your town, free? It was beyond your imagination. Of course it was what you all dreamed of, but never dared to believe could come true.

Taking a deep breath, your eyes travelled from the man in front of you to the flowers surrounding you here.

You stood a little taller.

“I’ll come with you.”

Jin’s eyes bulged, freezing as he stepped into the circle.

“What?”

“I said I’ll come with you,” you repeated, stepping right in after him, “it’s time to stand up for my village.”

A full-watt grin broke onto his face then, and if it wasn’t for the supplies filling his arms, he would have swept you into them. Instead, he settled for surging forwards, lips pressing eagerly into yours.

Eyes sliding closed, your heart took off in somersaults as the moment you had never thought you would see again repeated, his soft lips calming any nerves with the fire it lit up in you. Too soon, he was pulling back, and you chased after him for one last peck.

Giddy smiles on your faces despite the minefield you were heading into, you broke apart at last.

Around you, the circle burst into life. Shooting from the floor, light cut through your vision, soon engulfing you as the distantly familiar feeling of the world shifting around you took over your being.

Once it settled again, light retracting back into the earth at your feet, the world was dark once more. This time, though, the darkness was more encompassing, thick tree trunks standing between the forest floor and the moon, uncompromising.

A smaller light emerged, blinking into life above your head.

Looking around, you caught the tail end of Jin muttering another incantation, before he and the light were moving forwards into the forest.

Treading in his wake, your head never stayed still, searching the darkness around you constantly as you wove through the trees. Every time Jin disappeared behind one, you would scurry to keep up, heart accelerating in your chest as the darkness encroached again.

Thankfully, it wasn’t long before you reached another light between the trees, hovering above the familiar group of men.

Jin was already on the ground, tending to Jimin, so you followed his lead and headed for Jungkook. On your way, you handed some bottles to Yoongi, kneeling beside Namjoon. All of them looked worn-out, slumped against the coarse bark with bruises blooming on exposed skin.

Jungkook was unusually quiet, eyelids drooping as you crouched beside him. A gash was bleeding along his collarbone. Dabbing at it, you shook him gently, instructing him to down one of your potions as soon as he seemed alert enough.

It seemed to revive him somewhat, although this had the unfortunate effect that he was more alert to the pain as you patched him up.

But you were experienced, and it was quick work. Soon enough you were also sitting back, looking around the party. They seemed a little more at ease now. You were happy you were able to help them. Even from such a short time around these men, you had grown attached, and now you were sure they could be a family, just as Jin had told you.

“We’ll take a few hours,” Namjoon was telling everyone, “then we’ll go and hunt for that thing again. This time we’ll be more prepared.”

Agreeing, everyone began to settle down. Making his way over to you, Jin eased himself to the floor too, making your heart soar as he tucked himself behind you, arms circling you from behind.

Closing his eyes peacefully, he tucked his chin over your shoulder, muttering against your neck.

“I’m glad you came. You’re so brave.”

“Oh, shush,” you sank back into his arms.

Barely a moment later, though, and he was stiffening, sitting upright behind you. His arms dropped from their place, head lifting away from you.

“Hey,” you groaned from the loss of comfort, only to be hushed.

“No, really, shush,” he hissed at your affronted look, eyes already far away, scanning the trees.

Turning your attention to the forest yourself, you heard what must have frightened him. Not too far away, a splintering ricocheted through the trees.

“Hey, guys,” Jin’s voice carried through the secluded space easily, but just as a few heads perked up, the cracking sound swelled in a deafening crescendo, culminating in a resounding thud.

Jin was on his feet, and he wasn’t the only one.

“It’s here,” Namjoon’s voice was bracing.

Rising to stand as well, your eyes traced the path of a light sent up by Jimin. Ascending through the trees, blinking as it crossed branches, eventually a silhouette made itself known.

That was certainly no tree.

Another cacophony announced the falling of a second tree as the shape advanced further into the pool of light, seizing the breath in your lungs. The creature didn’t even touch the ground, hovering instead as it bulldozered any tree standing in its path.

Scattering, you followed Jin through the trees to avoid its advance, but you could never escape its gaze. Worse than anything you could imagine just reading about this monster, it had eyes protruding from its sickening mass of a body, which also held a grotesquely large eye above a gaping mouth of fangs.

“We discussed a plan,” Jin hissed in your ear as he positioned himself in front of you, hands already balling in front of him, a light forming within as he prepared to attack, “we’ll hit it long enough for Jungkook and Taehyung to get close. They’re the best warriors, and they can chop off some of the eyes. It gets weak quickly, so we just have to stay alive and buy as much time as we can.”

Nodding quickly, you also readied a spell.

The first beam of light shot through the night from between trees somewhere on the beast’s other side. It spun, furious roar gargling from its belly, but Jin had already shot from beside you.

Reeling from the fire that struck it, the awful mass of eyes flailed, and another cry was drawn just after you caught sight of a shadow below the beast, a glint of metal slicing through the air.

“Nice,” Jin muttered, darting behind the trunk of a tree.

For once, you didn’t follow. Stepping resolutely into the space, face set, you raised your hands, light firing from your palms in bursts. It had been a while since you practised magic this way, but you had no time to doubt yourself before the creature was bellowing again, turning your way-

Ducking behind a tree, your eyes met Seokjin’s where he stood pressed against the next one.

You couldn’t help the grin bursting onto your face, mirrored by his own.

Behind you, the night lit up with flashes that bathed the trees around you, illuminating the deep blackness. A shadow with too many limbs writhed among the branches, mingled with loud and angry roars.

The monster began to retreat.

Already missing several eyes, thick blood sliding down its body, it sent out a blast of its own. Above you, the tree branches ignited, crashing down in flames just as your feet raced away, jumping over thick tree roots.

“Let’s get on the other side of it,” Jin urged, an arm finding its way around your back as you darted together through the undergrowth.

Still running, he sent another bolt flying towards the beast, knocking it into a large tree which creaked, slowly beginning to topple to the forest floor.

In panic, your eyes searched the ground around it as your feet came to a stop in what had become a clearing due to the fallen trees. The others seemed unscathed from this distance, all of them racing to join you, surrounding the monster.

Before the beast could act, you were firing again. Barely hitting as you caught your breath from your previous sprint, you caught it nonetheless, giving enough space for Taehyung to lunge forwards again, taking a leap and succeeding in hacking off an eye.

Wincing, you flinched back from the appendage as it crashed to the ground, but a whoosh of magic was already being fired again, fight still not ceasing.

As it weakened, though, the monster was becoming more enraged. Growling, it lashed out, colossal teeth gnashing towards the fighter who had just robbed it of an eye. Tripping over a gnarled root, Taehyung was inches from the clash of the beast’s teeth as he fell, but soon the thing was spinning again.

With horror, you found the target it had selected next. Apparently Jungkook had seen a way in when the creature was diverted, but as his sword raised, the eye in question swivelled to focus directly on him.

Eyes widening, you saw the beast rear back in slow-motion, preparing its attack but your feet were glued to the ground, rendering you helpless as the split second played out like an hour in front of you, magic sparking and fizzling through the air towards the youngest-

“Jungkook!”

It wasn’t until the cry met your ears that you realised Jin had left your side, speeding across the clearing.

Then time hit you like a train, every moment rushing by in a blink as you cried Jin’s name, raising your hand on instinct, summoning your magic without a thought.

Nothing happened.

Blinking in surprise, you looked at your hand, feeling the magic flow towards it and… stop.

A faint glow surrounded you, emanating from the beast’s eye, holding you still, keeping your magic captive within you as you watched Jin jump at his younger brother-

The bolt of magic sliced through the air. Jin was in front of Jungkook. The blow cut the darkness, driving straight into his chest, both men flung backwards from the impact.

Movement.

You saw it as the glow finally released you, too late. Stumbling forwards, your feet had to remind themselves how to move but then they were overtaking each other in haste until you crashed to your knees at Jin’s side.

The movement had been Jungkook.

He fought his way from underneath Jin, who merely flopped to the side.

“Jin!” your voice came out an unstable cry, alien to your ears. Jungkook beside you was frozen, watching as you tugged his friend, his brother over onto his back, only to be met with an unseeing face.

No response.

Shaking him, desperate, raw pleas falling over and over from your lips, you already knew it was too late. The blazing lights still flashing through the night only lit up paling skin, your hands as they searched his neck for the steady pulse of life that it never found.

Tears burned down your cheeks long before you were even aware of them.

And then they were soaking, breath refusing to enter your lungs as you gasped, hands now surrounding you, the night still. That cool light Jimin cast earlier was the only thing hanging over the scene as the boys gathered round.

Taehyung sheathed his bloody sword, the giant forgotten where it lay on the ground somewhere behind you.

All you could see was Jin’s face. He did what he said he would do: get in the way of that monster and his brothers.

The boys held each other. They even held you, although it was not the same. Just a hand on your shoulder, a pat on your back.

You could go with them.

You went back to your town.

The house was empty again, and your kitchen began to fill with tea, just as the room upstairs stacked with plants. You made Jin’s favourite mixtures, and they sold well.

You never drank them.

Your house was still again. The darkness was never alive. You were alone.

And no matter how hard you wished, you would never conjure the feeling of his lips on yours. He would never turn up just as you needed him.

The circle in your brother’s room gathered dust again.

People flooded from the village, his name on their lips, their saviour.

You would walk to the gates often. Sometimes you strayed into the woods. You cared for the fire he had reignited within you, wanting to keep him with you in some way.

But the baker didn’t think you looked happy anymore.

You sold your potions, accepted adventurers that came more often now, but you stayed out of their way. And at night, you would be encased by a glow as you kicked and screamed with magic frozen in your veins. You never did escape it.

Seven sets of eyes blinked at you from around the table. Their mouths hung open in something akin to horror.

Your face was split in an irresistible grin.

“…you actually killed me?”

A bubble of laughter finally rose, spilling from your lips at the sight of Seokjin’s enraged expression.

“That was traumatic,” Yoongi sat back in his chair as you calmed down from your laughter.

“But I was gonna spend my life with your npc!” Jin argued, hand slapping the tabletop, “or do you not want to be with me?”

“That’s probably why she had to kill you, hyung,” Jimin hid a giggle behind his hand, “we already have enough members in this campaign.”

“Yah!” Jin spluttered, face reddening, “b-but, why kill me? And not them?”

“Rude!” you pressed a hand to your heart, pausing where you were shuffling away your pages of campaign notes. “Did you not have fun being my boyfriend, Jin?”

“Yeah, you seemed to be having great fun,” Taehyung smirked, jabbing at Jin with his elbow.

“Just say you want to date and go,” Namjoon agreed, shaking his head in exasperation.

Jin pouted, only eliciting more laughter from the group as he folded his arms.

“Shut it, you lot!” he complained.

Eventually, your friends were filing out of your house, thanking you between laughter for another good campaign and the promise to play again the same time next week. Only one lingered by your doorway.

“I can’t believe you really killed me off,” Jin spoke.

“Cut it out,” you chuckled, “I know you’ll miss being my lover terribly, but I’m sure you can manage.”

He eyed you as you kicked the living room door shut, joining him in the hall.

“Of course I will,” his lips quirked into a smug smile – unfortunately a very familiar look on your friend – “your loss.”

And with that tossed over his shoulder, he was stepping outside.

Shutting the door behind him, you listened to the sound of his engine beginning and rumbling away outside. A large breath left you.

He was right. You knew the real thing would be better, but you would take what you could get.

Your loss.

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Again, to Eva, happy happy birthday!! In case you were interested, the prompts I was given were ‘dungeons and dragons’ (again haha) and ‘intelligent’, just like you! I love you lots and hope your day was great xx Also one last big thank you to @eternalseokjin​ for all the help with this, whether dnd related or just me ranting about the angst😅I appreciate it!

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8: shielding the other one with their body 

Prompt from this post, requested by @thesmallangryace

Set shortly after Azu joins the party

“Azu, look out!”

Azu barely had time to register what Sasha had said, and her head was still reeling from where she’d bashed it on the floor a moment ago.  But now, Sasha leapt forward, crouched beside Azu, and wrapped her arms around her, tugging her in tight, just seconds before a loud BOOM erupted and the fiery heat of an explosion blasted them.

Sasha let out a grunt of pain that she would never admit to, and then the fire was gone.

“Are you okay?” Azu asked.

Offering a pained smile, Sasha replied, “Yeah, fine.”

Azu peeked around the edge of Sasha to examine the fight from which she’d been thrown, but Grizzop and Hamid seemed to have it well in hand.  As such, she turned her attention back to Sasha.

“Why did you do that?”

“Do what?”

Sasha had crawled back to her feet with ease, and Azu clanked up as well, though she had to hang onto the wall to keep herself from falling back down as a bout of dizziness hit her.

“Try and… protect me like that.  I would have been fine.  I can take more hits than you, what with the bonk bonk.”  She knocked her knuckles against her plate armor.  “You should have gotten yourself to safety instead.”

“I don’t know what you mean. I just tried to help.  You were hurt on the ground, and there was going to be an explosion.  I’ve been in explosions, I know it’s not fun, so I thought if I could lessen the blow…” Sasha scowled and crossed her arms.

Azu eyed her carefully, then cautiously said, “I worry that you don’t care about yourself getting hurt. Or even dying.”

“That’s not what this is!” Sasha cried.  “I know I rush into dangerous situations and care more about daggers than my own health lots of times, but… but… this was… I just wanted to help you.”

The anger in Sasha’s voice didn’t sound like denial, but a betrayal that Azu didn’t believe her, didn’t believe she might do something out of compassion.

“I’m sorry,” Azu replied. “I shouldn’t have… What I should say is ‘thank you.’  You did lessen the blow, and I appreciate it.”

“Yeah, well, you’re welcome.”  Sasha pointedly didn’t look at her.  As she turned to the side, Azu noticed how scorched her leather jacket was, faint wisps of smoke still rising off of it.

“May I heal you?”

Sasha shrugged, and Azu took that as an affirmative.  She beseeched Aphrodite for her aid and to ease Sasha’s pain in every aspect, even though the magic only mended physical ailments.

“Thank you,” Azu said again. “And I’m sorry I misinterpreted your kindness.  I don’t like to see my friends get hurt, but that’s no excuse.”

“I don’t like to see my friends get hurt either, why do you think I jumped in like that?”  Sasha spun around to face her.

“Right.  I’m sorry.”

Sasha sighed.  “It’s all good, yeah?”

For a moment, they stood in silence, and then Azu replayed their conversation over in her head and grinned.

“You think of me as a friend?”

“What?”

“You said you don’t like to see your friends get hurt, that’s why you dove in to protect me,” Azu explained. “That means I’m your friend, right?”

Sasha let out a groan and rolled her eyes, but there was a faint smile at the edge of her lips.

“Don’t let it go to your head, alright?”  She said as she started to walk back to Grizzop and Hamid.

“Of course not.”

“I can still feel you smiling.”  Sasha turned around and walked backwards so that she could give Azu an annoyed pout.

Azu immediately put on an overdramatic grimace.  “I’m not smiling.  I would never.”

Despite herself, Sasha let out a chuckle, and then spun on her heel and carried on back to the rest of the group.

Once Sasha was facing away, Azu grinned again.  They were friends.

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@flvsheatvr // rows of faces marked by trials and tribulations each, the height of legends within their reach // accepting.

“Hail to Siern, hail to the healer of the wounded and the frail...” Gathered round an altar bathed in the light of the full moon so far above, a sea of hooded cloaks and iron faces murmur prayers and petitions to their gods watching o’er them from lofty heaven’s heights. Their hands hidden by their hanging sleeves are tucked into each other, grasping the arms and wrists of their brethren beside them as they beseech powers greater than themselves for a curing of an ailment that afflicts not the flesh but the soul. “Siern, who sits upon the healing hill, Siern who shelters the needy, maker of salves and healthful remedies, with your soft voice and gentle touch we soon grow whole and hale. Bright Siern, we call to you.”

“And between our hands and your blessing, we reject the curse that cripples the child before you.” Above the din of uttered oaths and the swaying to-and-fro of the faithful obscured from head to toe rumbles out a guttural growl, the words malformed by the wolfishness of the tongue that speaks. Hunched and hobbled, the steps taken by the creature towards the altar and the babe laying comfortably upon the slab of granite are shaky things, and the hands that reach out to cradle the peaceful expression are gnarled claws long and menacing. A scarred snout looms from the shadows of the hood soon absconded, wet nose snuffling the babe. “We uproot the darkness writhing within her breast root and stem, we seize the shadows of Grimsaern within our jaws and gnash them between our teeth.” A wolfish mouth bristling with glittering fangs, a wolfish snarl pulling back black lips to better show them, yet they are utterly at odds with the gentleness in which he cradles the little girl within those lanky arms. A black furred ear, bitten and chewed, presses against her so small chest and listens faintly to the slumbering but stuttering breath in those weak lungs and the growing distance between her heartbeats. “From this child, I would swallow the weakness and make it my own. From her I beseech you-- loosen the threads of fate that doom her to die, and intertwine them anew with mine. Let another curse be caught fast within my throat, let it join the other scions of shadow and destruction, let them stricken me once more... that no one else need suffer their burden.”

Maruagh shudders and snarls at the sudden darkness gathering beneath the child in his frail arms, long ears pulling back and a thundering growl building within his chest as the disease and frailness within her is made manifest. A writhing thing with a serpent head and scorpion shape squirms before him, and within a moment he has fallen upon it, snatching it up and swallowing it whole within the twinkling of an eye.

Those prayers which had only grown in volume whilst he spoke ceased entirely. A tense stillness descended upon them as Maraugh shook against the additional strain, choking upon a hundred and one likewise consumed curses as they rise in rebellion alongside the one newly joining them. He howls and shivers and snarls, stark white foam dripping from his gaping maw and the milky white of his eyes screwed shut against the torment, yet the cradled child sleeps through it all undisturbed. After what seems an eternity to the gathered congregation, the fit subsides and the Devourer of Disease shakes but still stands, slowly laying the little girl to rest upon the altar once more. A claw, crooked and cracked, brushes ever so lightly against her cheek, and the whine that builds within his throat at the sound of her heart beating and lungs filling is a small but joyful thing even as his own chest aches with the stuttering of a freshly frail heart and his breaths are labored things for the shrinking of his lungs exchanged with hers.

“Alruna, I free you from the death delivered to you. I devoured your curse, as I did your mother and her mother before her.” With a yawn and a smacking of lips she awakens and does not shrink back in fear or terror but coos at the sight of him. “Let life flow into the nooks and crannies where death dwelled before, and let that death weigh upon me in reminder of the gift I have given you.”

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BASICS OF ISLAM: SUPPLICATION(DUA): PART 2

Supplication means to beseech, cry to, and invoke. It is used to call out to God. Humans get closer to God through supplications and find peace and comfort. Supplication is the spirit of worship and the result of sincere belief. For one who makes supplication shows through it that there is someone who rules the whole universe; One Who knows the most insignificant things about me, can bring about my most distant aims. Who sees every circumstance of mine, and hears my voice. In which case, He hears all the voices of all beings, so that He hears my voice too. He does all these things, and so I await my smallest matters from Him too. I ask Him for them. Thus, look at the great breadth of sincere belief in God's Unity which supplication gives and at the sweetness and purity of the light of belief that it shows. Understand the meaning of the verse, Say, No importance would your Sustainer attach to you were it not for your supplication; (Al-Furqan Surah, 25:77) listen to the decree of, And your Sustainer says: Call on Me; I shall answer you: (Al-Mumin Surah, 40:60) As the saying goes: "If I had not wanted to give, I would not have given wanting."  That is to say, if God had not given what we want with our supplications, He would not have given the feeling of wanting. We are experiencing the blessing of changing seasons in which God gives the opportunity for us to benefit from the van-loaded provisions available in the springtime. Compassionate and Merciful God will indeed give what we want with our supplications. As He fulfils our physical needs, He will bestow the reward of eternity, which is the desire of our souls and grant us Paradise. The best, finest, sweetest, most fruit and result of supplication is this, that the person who offers it knows there is someone who lis¬tens to his voice, sends a remedy for his ailment, takes pity on him, and whose hand of power reaches everything. He is not alone in this great hostel of the world; there is an All-Generous One Who looks after him and makes it friendly. Imagining himself in the presence of the One Who can bring about all his needs and repulse all his innumerable enemies, he feels a joy and relief; he casts off a load as heavy as the world, and exclaims: "Oh praise be to God, the Sustainer of All the Worlds!"  Supplication is an act of worship. There are so many verses and Hadiths on this. Some of those are: And when (O Messenger) My servants ask you about Me, then surely I am near: I answer the prayer of the suppliant when he prays to Me. So let them respond to My call (without hesitation), and believe and trust in Me (in the way required of them), so that they may be guided to spiritual and intellectual excellence and right conduct. (Al Baqarah Surah, 2:186)

Say: "My Lord would not care for you were it not for your prayer. Now that you have denied (His Message), the inescapable punishment will cleave to you." (Al-Furqan Surah, 25:77) Narrated An-Nu'man ibn Bashir: The Prophet (peace be upon him) said: Supplication (du'a') is itself the worship. (He then recited:) "And your Lord said: Call on Me, I will answer you" (Al-Mumin Surah, 40:60)  In addition, supplicating is the easiest and one of the most pious acts of all. Because, it can be done easily, abluted or not, while sitting or lying down, while walking around or even working. As because he/she commemorates Gods name all the time, the doors of benefactions will be opened for him/her and As a matter of fact, in a hadith narrated by Ibn Omar, Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) said, "For any one among you, if the door of acceptance of du`a is opened, then the doors of His Mercy are also opened. The best du`a Allah likes is the one in which the caller asks for the goodness of this world and the goodness of the next world." Abu Hurayrah reported that the Messenger of Allah, (peace be upon him) said, When it is the last third of the night, our Lord, the Blessed, the Superior, descends every night to the heaven of the world and says, 'Is there anyone who supplicates Me (demand anything from Me), that I may respond to his supplication; Is there anyone who asks Me for something that I may give (it to) him; Is there anyone who asks My forgiveness that I may forgive him?'  Also, supplication is a form of worship and recognition of man's servitude to God. The fruits of this pertain to the hereafter. The aims pertaining to this world are the times of a particular sort of supplication and worship.

Supplication has the meaning of worship and man's acknowledging his servitude to God. As for worship and servitude to God, it should be purely and sincerely for God's sake. Man should only proclaim his impotence and seek refuge with Him through supplication, he should not interfere in His Dominicality. He should leave the taking of measures to Him and rely on His wisdom. He should not accuse His Mercy.

Indeed, what is in reality established by the Qur'an's clear verses is that just as all beings offer their own particular glorification and worship, so too what rises to the Divine Court from all the universe is supplication.

This is either through the tongue of innate ability like the supplication of all plants and animals by which each, through this tongue, seeks a form from the Absolute Bestower and to display and manifest His Names.

Or it is through the tongue of innate need. These are the supplications for all their essential needs -beyond their power to obtain -offered by all animate beings. Through this tongue, each animate being seeks certain things from the Absolutely Generous One for the continuance of its life, like a sort of sustenance.

Or it is supplication through the tongue of exigency, through which all beings with spirits who find themselves in some plight or predicament make supplication and seek urgent refuge with an unknown protector; indeed, they turn to the All-Compassionate Sustainer.

If there is nothing to prevent it, these three sorts of supplication are always accepted.

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Laylat ul Qadr - 21st Ramadan

15th May 2020 - 21st Ramadan 1441

On 21st Ramadhan, AH 40, Imam Ali ibn Abi-Talib, Ameer al-Mu'minin(peace be upon him),departed from this life as a martyr.

The night of 19 Ramadan 40 A.H. Ibne Muljim (May the curse of Allah befall him) had dealt a blow on his head, & he cried out: “By the Lord of the Kabah, I have been successful!” 

Recite 100 Times

اللّهُمّ الْعَنْ قَتَلَةَ أَمِيرِ الْمُؤْمِنِينَ

O Allah: (please do) withdraw your mercy from the killers of the Commander of the Believers (Ameer al-Mu'mineen Imam Ali)

allahumma al`an qatalata ameeri almu´mineena

Specific Duas for 21st of Ramadan

> Dua 1 for 21 Ramadan

اللّهُمّ صَلّ عَلَى مُحَمّدٍ وَآلِ مُحَمّدٍ

allahumma salli `ala muhammadin wa ali muhammadin O Allah: (please) bless Muhammad and the Household of Muhammad

,وَاقْسِمْ لِي حِلْماً يَسُدّ عَنّي بَابَ الجَهْلِ،

waqsim li hilman yasuddu `anni baba aljahli And decide for me forbearance that blocks the door to ignorance against me,

وَهُدَىً تَمُنّ بِهِ عَلَيّ مِنْ كُلّ ضَلالَةٍ،

wa hudan tamunn bihi `alayya min kulli dalalatin And guidance that You confer upon me against any item of straying off,

وَغِنَىً تَسُدّ بِهِ عَنّي بَابَ كُلّ فَقْرٍ،

wa ghinan tasudd bihi `anni baba kull faqrin And affluence that blocks the door to all poverty against me,

وَقُوّةً تَرُدّ بِهَا عَنّي كُلّ ضَعْفٍ،

wa quwwatan tarudd biha `anni kulla da`fin And power due to which You repel any weakness from me,

وَعِزّاً تُكْرِمُنِي بِهِ عَنْ كُلّ ذُلّ،

wa `izzan tukrimuny bihi `an kulla dhullin And might with which You honor me against all humiliation,

وَرِفْعَةً تَرْفَعُنِي بِهَا عَنْ كُلّ ضَعَةٍ،

wa rif`atan tarfa`uny biha `an kulli da`atin And sublimity through which You exalt me against all humbleness,

وَأَمْناً تَرُدّ بِهِ عَنّي كُلّ خَوْفٍ،

wa amnan tarudd bihi `anni kulla khawfin And security through which You protect me against any fear,

وَعَافِيَةً تَسْتُرُنِي بِهَا عَنْ كُلّ بَلاءٍ،

wa `afiyatan tasturuny biha `an kulli bala‘in And well-being by which You cover me against any ailment,

وَعِلْماً تَفْتَحُ لِي بِهِ كُلّ يَقِينٍ،

wa `ilman taftahu li bihi kulla yaqinin And knowledge due to which You open before me all certitude,

وَيَقِيناً تُذْهِبُ بِهِ عَنّي كُلّ شَكّ،

wa yaqinan tudhhibu bihi `anni kulla shakkin And certitude due to which You remove from me any dubiosity,

وَدُعَاءً تَبْسُطُ لِي بِهِ الإِجَابَةَ فِي هذِهِ اللَيْلَةِ وَفِي هذِهِ السَّاعَةِ،

wa du`a‘an tabsutu li bihi al-ijabata fi hadhihi allaylati wa fi hadhihi alssa`ati And prayer through which You expand Your response to me at this very night and at this very hour,

السَّاعَةَ السَّاعّةَ السَّاعَةَ يَا كَرِيمُ،

alssa`ata alssa`ata alssa`ata ya karimu This very hour, this very hour, this very hour, O the All-generous,

وَخَوْفاً تَنْشُرُ لِي بِهِ كُلّ رَحْمَةٍ،

wa khawfan tanshuru li bihi kull rahmatin And apprehension due to which You spread over me all items of mercy,

وَعِصْمَةً تَحُولُ بِهَا بَيْنِي وَبيْنَ الذّنُوبِ

wa `ismatan tahulu biha bayny wa bina aldhdhunubi And shelter due to which You intervene between my sins and me,

حَتَّى أُفْلِحَ بِهَا عِنْدَ المَعْصومِينَ عِنْدَكَ

hatta a’ufliha biha `inda alma`sumina `indaka So that I shall succeed in the view of the Infallible ones with You,

بِرَحْمَتِكَ يَاأَرْحَمَ الرَّاحِمِينَ.

birahmatika yarhama alrrahimeen Out of Your mercy, O the most Merciful of all those who show mercy.

> Dua 2 for 21st Ramadan

يَا مُولِجَ اللّيْلِ فِي النّهَارِ،

ya mulija allayli fi alnnahari

O He Who causes the night to enter into the day

وَمُولِجَ النّهَارِ فِي اللّيْلِ،

wa mulija alnnahari fi allayli

And causes the day to enter into the night,

وَ مُخْرِجَ الحَيّ مِنَ المَيّتِ،

wa mukhrija alhayy mina almayyti

And brings forth the living from the dead

وَمُخْرِجَ المَيّتِ مِنَ الحَيّ،

wa mukhrija almayyti mina alhayy

And brings forth the dead from the living,

يَا رَازِقَ مَنْ يَشَاءُ بِغَيْرِ حِسَابٍ،

ya raziqa man yasha‘u bighayri hisabin

And He Who gives sustenance to whomever He please without measure:

يَا اللّهُ يَا رَحْمَانُ،

ya allahu ya rahmanu

O Allah; O the All-beneficent;

يَا اللّهُ يَا رَحِيمُ،

ya allahu ya rahimu

O Allah; O the All-merciful;

يَا اللّهُ يَا اللّهُ يَا اللّهُ

ya allahu ya allahu ya allahu

O Allah; O Allah; O Allah;

لَكَ الأَسْمَاءُ الحُسْنَى،

laka alasma‘u alhusna

To You are the Most Excellent Names,

وَالأَمْثَالُ العُلْيَا،

wal-amthalu al`ulia

And the most elevated examples,

وَالكِبْرِيَاءُ وَالآلاءُ،

wal-kibrya‘u wal-ala‘u

And greatness and bounties.

أَسْأَلُكَ أَنْ تُصَلّيَ عَلَى مُحَمّدٍ وَآلِ مُحَمّدٍ،

as’aluka an tusalliya `ala muhammadin wa ali muhammadin

I beseech You to bless Muhammad and the Household of Muhammad,

وَأَنْ تَجْعَلَ اسْمِي فِي هذِهِ اللّيْلَةِ فِي السّعَدَاءِ،

wa an taj`ala asmy fi hadhihi allaylati fi alssu`ada‘i

And to include my name with the list of the happiest ones,

وَرُوحِي مَعَ الشّهَدَاءِ،

wa ruhy ma`a alshshuhada‘i

And to add my soul to the martyrs,

وَإِحْسَانِي فِي عِلّيّينَ،

wa ihsany fi `illiyyina

And record my good deeds in the most exalted rank

وَإِسَاءَتِي مَغْفُورَةً،

wa isa‘aty maghfuratan

And to decide my offense to be forgiven,

وَأَنْ تَهَبَ لِي يَقِيناً تُبَاشِرُ بِهِ قَلْبِي،

wa an tahaba li yaqinan tubashiru bihi qalbi

And to grant me certitude that fills in my heart

وَإِيمَاناً يُذْهِبُ الشّكّ عَنّي،

wa ‘imanan yudhhibu alshshkk `anni

And faith that removes dubiosity from me

وَتُرْضِيَنِي بِمَا قَسَمْتَ لِي،

wa turdiyany bima qasamta li

And to make me feel satisfied with that which You decide for me

وَآتِنَا فِي الدّنْيَا حَسَنَةً،

wa atina fi alddunya hasanatan

And (please) grant us reward in this world

وَفِي الآخِرَةِ حَسَنَةً،

wa fi alakhirati hasanatan

And reward in the Hereafter,

وَقِنَا عَذَابَ النَّارِ الحَرِيقِ،

wa qina `adhaba alnnari alhariqi

And save us from the torment of the burning Fire,

وَارْزُقْنِي فِيهَا ذِكْرَكَ وَشُكْرَكَ وَالرّغْبَةَ إِلَيْكَ،

warzuqny fiha dhikraka wa shukraka wal-rraghbata ilayka

And (also) confer upon us at this night Your mentioning, thanking You, and desiring for You,

وَالإِنَابَةَ وَالتّوْفِيقَ لِمَا وَفّقْتَ لَهُ مُحَمّداً وَآلَ مُحَمّدٍ عَلَيْهِ وَعَلَيْهِمُ السّلامُ.

wal-inabata wal-ttawfiqa lima waffaqta lahu muhammadan wa ala muhammadin `alayhi wa `alayhimu alssalamu

And turning to You, and success to that to which You led Muhammad and the Household of Muhammad, peace be upon him and them.

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January 14th, 1981

[continued]

Donna Reed now lies piled under blankets in this cold apartment, shivering with a fever fluctuating between 101 and 103 since Tuesday afternoon. I felt awful all day yesterday, but attributed it to a combination of hangover and fatigue from my night of drinking, carousing and whoring. By mid afternoon, I knew I was feverish and I barely managed to get home without collapsing. I stopped at the grocery for juice and soup and dog food. Pitiful necessities. I am alarmed by the 103 fever. I called John, my emergency room nurse trick at St. Vincent’s, and asked him if I should do anything (vague stories of convulsions and other horrors made a trip to the hospital seem not so farfetched). John said not to worry, 103 wasn’t alarmingly high and to do the usual routine, lots of fluids, aspirin, rest, etc. Goddamn it, since arriving in this city I have had gonorrhea, two major colds, stomach pains, hives and now this, the flu. Bangkok flu is said to be in epidemic proportions now in New York. I guess this is it. Can’t help but rebuke myself for Sunday nigh, running myself down, setting myself up for every ailment that comes my way. Feeling sorry for myself, wanting to be pampered and babied and nursed. I want to be back in Washington propped up in bed with Wendy taking care of me. I called Tom, wanting concern and sympathy. He is not home from work yet. I tell his roommate, Kevin, to have Tom call me immediately-- then go into detail about the fever (by now I have exaggerated the temperature to 104). In the meantime, I broke my thermometer. God is really out to get me today. Is this vengeance for my stubborn lifestyle? Perhaps the Church is entirely correct. Perhaps sex is only for the procreation of children, perhaps marriage and monogamy are divinely ordained sacraments and to willfully break these laws is to break God’s commandments and there by bring condemnation unto yourself. Thyself. The goddamned can opener won’t work and I can’t get the fucking dog food open. In a rage I beseech Lucifer, prince of evil, to help these souls abandoned by God. Tom does not call. I tape a note on Barbara, my next door neighbors door. Andy called from the Ramrod. He asked if he can come over and bring carry-out food and visit. I tell him I need a thermometer and he says there is no place on the way to get one. OK, fuck you, Andy-- don’t offer to walk an extra two blocks to a pharmacy. OK, come on over. I discover that he is really only killing time before another date later that evening. OK, OK, leave me alone. I want to be loved and cared for and no one is rising to the occasion. Andy gnaws on his bar-b-qued ribs and talks about his latest sexploits. I watch him and wonder if I even like him. I’ve known for a long time now that I’m no longer interested in him sexually; but there are moments when his intellect manages to get a word in edgewise through the constant discussion of sex and hot men. There is a side to Andy that is genuinely intelligent and perceptive. His past-life as a counselor and therapist seems buried beneath his enormous rolls of fat (which, he seems blissfully unselfconscious of) and there are times when I want to strip the fat away and all the sexual verbiage and see what’s in there.

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Authority Over Ritual Purity

Synopsis - The touch of the Son of Man cleanses a leper - The forbidden contact does not render Jesus “unclean” – Mark 1:40-45. 

The touch of Jesus cleansed a leper from ritual impurity and restored him physically AND religiously, so to speak. What sets this story apart is the fact that the “Son of Man” touched the leprous man BEFORE he was cleansed of his ritual impurity and certified so by a member of the Levitical priesthood. Any concern over contracting uncleanness did not stop him from touching a son of Israel to make him whole.

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Leprosy was a skin ailment, one of the most feared afflictions in the ancient world and dreaded in Israel. Contracting leprosy meant inevitable death preceded by extended periods of isolation from family, home, and society for however many miserable years remained in the life of the illness’ victim. Most ominous for a leper was his or her exclusion from the religious institutions and rituals of Israel. 

In Israel, a man or woman who contracted leprosy became “unclean” - Ritually impure. He or she would remain so unless healed miraculously by God, an extremely rare occurrence in the Old Testament, then certified “clean” by a priest - (Numbers 12:10, 2 Kings 5:1-2). 

An old rabbinic adage claimed the healing of leprosy was as difficult as the raising of the dead. Some rabbis called lepers the “living dead.” They were as “unclean” and distant from the Lord as were the dead. Leprosy was a disease and a “sentence” of banishment to a slow, painful, and lonely death. A leper was an exile from the people and the religion of Israel.

(Mark 1:40-45) - “And there cometh unto him a leper beseeching him and kneeling — saying unto him — If thou be willing, thou canst cleanse me; and, moved with compassion, he stretched forth the hand and touched him, and saith unto him — I am willing, Be cleansed! and, straightway, the leprosy departed from him and he was cleansed; and, strictly charging him, straightway, he urged him forth; and saith unto him — Mind! unto no one say aught — but withdraw thyself, show unto the priest and offer for thy cleansing what things Moses enjoined for a witness unto them. But he, going forth, began to be proclaiming many things and blazing abroad the story, so that no longer was it possible for him, openly, into a city to enter — but, outside, in desert places was he, and they were coming unto him from every quarter” – (The Emphasized Bible – Parallel passages: Matthew 8:1-4, Luke 5:12-14).

Lepers lived out their miserable existence as outcasts, their “unclean” status prohibited entrance to Jerusalem and the Temple where atonement for sins was made. Thus, they were excluded from the rituals and the spiritual life of the covenant community, cut off from the presence and forgiveness of God. 

The Torah required a leper to maintain a repugnant appearance, to bare his head, and to announce his approach and presence to others. The rule in Second Temple Judaism was for a leper to remain at least fifty paces from others, as proscribed in the book of Leviticus:

“Now, as for the leper in whom is the plague, His clothes shall be rent, And his head shall be bare, And his beard shall he cover — And, Unclean! Unclean! shall he cry. All the days that the plague is in him shall he continue unclean, Unclean he is — Alone shall he remain, Outside the camp shall be his dwelling.” – (Leviticus 13:45-46).

In our story, a leper approached Jesus. Precisely how close is not stated but it was near enough for Jesus to touch him; certainly, less than the fifty paces required by the rabbinic traditions. Unlike the rabbis, Jesus was moved with compassion at the leper’s plea. 

The sense of the Greek clause is more vivid than what is found in many English translations. The Greek reads - He “stretched out his hand and grabbed” the leper. This suggests a willing act done without hesitation. The Greek word rendered “grab” means not simply to “touch” but more accurately, to “take hold, grab, cling to” - (haptomai – Strong’s - #G680). 

Most of his Jewish contemporaries would have feared even to be in the general vicinity of a leper; however, unhesitatingly, Jesus took hold of the leprous son of Israel and “cleansed” him. 

To touch a leper rendered any uninfected Israelite ritually impure - “Unclean” - which would necessitate undergoing the rituals required by the Torah to remedy the person’s defiled state. Apparently, this did not concern Jesus. This does not mean he disregarded the Law, but it does demonstrate his willingness to relativize its requirements when confronted with human need. 

When a leper was cured, it was not said that he was “healed” but, rather, “cleansed.” When this leper approached Jesus, he asked to be “cleansed,” not healed. By default, being delivered of leprosy meant physical healing, however, much more is implied by “cleansed.” To be ritually “clean” enabled an individual to participate in Jewish society and in the religious life of the community. 

Jesus ordered the cleansed leper to show himself to a priest for examination. Only a priest was authorized to examine a leper and declare him “clean” (see Leviticus Chapter 13). A leper was not officially “cleansed” and acceptable for reintegration into Jewish society until the process was complete. To order the leper to follow the required regulations was an act of compassion - The sooner this was done, the sooner the man could be restored as a member of the covenant community. 

Instead of going to a priest as ordered, the leper went through the area broadcasting what Jesus did for him. This meant he was “unable to enter openly into a town but was, instead, outside in desert places.” 

The story is ironic. Rather than render the “Son of Man unclean,” as defined by the Law and Jewish customs, the touch of Jesus rendered a ritually “unclean” leper “clean.”

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Rebecca Nurse

Nurse, Rebecca (1621–1692) Accused witch executed in the Salem Witches hysteria in Massachusetts in 1692–93.

Rebecca Nurse and her husband Francis were two of the most prominent and well-respected citizens of Salem. They had established a prosperous farm compound that was almost self sufficient, supporting a large extended family of several generations. Their prosperity was envied, and they angered some of the residents by their involvement in a land dispute.

However, the Nurses were regular churchgoers, and Rebecca was known for her meek demeanour and good deeds; she was saintlike. Of all the people who might be candidates for witchcraft, she was probably the least likely. By the time of the hysteria, she was old and infirm as well, suffering from stomach problems and weakness that kept her confined for days to her home.

Historians have speculated that had she been the first to be accused, few would have believed the charges, and the hysteria might have died an early death with no, or perhaps few, casualties. But the hysteria of the girls by then were believed by too many residents. When the girls cried out against Nurse, their charges were taken seriously by many. Envy of the Nurses’ prosperity and status, and simmering resentments over the land dispute, may have played a role in the fate of Rebecca. It is possible that the accusing girls picked up on gossip against re becca and her family. She also was vocal in her criticism of the examinations and upheld the innocence of the first women accused. Soon the girls were muttering against Rebecca as a witch.

Some of the Nurses’ friends paid a visit to the Nurse farm to warn Rebecca. There they found her in ill health, sick for about a week with a stomach ailment. Nurse voluntarily raised the issue of the hysteria and how badly she felt for reverend Samuel Parris and his family. She said she believed the girls were indeed afflicted by an “evil hand,” but that the accused were innocent. When told that she was being cried out against as a witch herself, Nurse was astonished. She replied, “If it be so, the will of the Lord be done . . . I am as innocent as the child unborn; but surely, what sin hath God found out in me unrepented of, that he should lay such an affliction upon me in my old age?”

On march 23, 1692, a warrant was issued for Nurse’s arrest. She was questioned the following day before a public audience that included the girls. When told that several of the girls claimed she had harmed them by beating and afflicting them with pain, Nurse said God would declare her innocence. It appeared that she might be set free. Then Ann Putnam Sr., worked into an emotional frenzy, declared that Nurse had appeared to her with the “black man,” the Devil, and tempted her. Putnam’s charge incited the crowd. When Nurse then beseeched God to help her, the girls fell into terrible fits, claiming that Nurse and her familiars were harming them.

There was more damning testimony. A neighbour Sarah Houlton claimed that Nurse had cursed her husband to death because his pigs got loose on the Nurse farm. Another neighbour, Henry kenney, said Nurse bewitched him so that he could not breathe properly whenever he was near her.

Hathorne had Nurse examined for Witch’s Marks. Several were found. Nurse protested that any older person such as herself would have growths on their body.

Judge John Hathorne questioned Nurse at length. She either repeated her innocence or said she could make no reply. The latter answer seemed most troubling to the magistrates and the crowd. The girls mimicked every body movement that Nurse made and fell into repeated fits. Nurse acknowledged that she thought the girls were bewitched. Even more damning to herself was her answer that she thought the Devil could indeed appear in her shape. Ann Putnam went into such violent fits that she had to be carried from the meeting house. Nurse was sent to jail to await further examination, which took place on April 11.

Sentiments about Nurse were mixed. Even Hathorne was doubtful that such a pious woman could be in league with the Devil. Thirty-nine of her friends signed a petition in her favor—including even Jonathan Putnam, who had been one of her original accusers.

Nurse was tried in the Court of Oyer & Terminer on June 30 with four others. Ann Putnam Jr. testified that Nurse had killed six children, and Houlton retold the story of her husband’s cursed death.

Despite the testimony against her, Nurse was the only one found not guilty by the jury. The accusers fell into fits in protest. Not all of the judges were happy with the verdict, and William Stoughton said he would seek a new indictment against her. Accused witch Abigail Hobbs was brought out from jail to testify against Nurse. Rebecca recognised her as “one of us.” She probably meant as a fellow prisoner and accused, but the court took her words to mean a fellow witch. Asked to explain herself, Nurse remained silent. The jury changed the verdict to guilty.

Nurse’s friends appealed to Governor William Phips, who granted Nurse a reprieve. It did no good. Nurse’s church in Salem excommunicated her on July 3. Nurse was executed by hanging on July 19. Her death Demonstrated that no one was safe from the accusations of witchcraft.

FURTHER READING :

Demos, John Putnam. Entertaining Satan: Witchcraft and the Culture of Early New England. New York: Oxford University Press, 2004.

Hansen, Chadwick. Witchcraft at Salem. New York: New American Library, 1969.

Upham, Charles. History of Witchcraft and Salem Village. Boston: Wiggin and Lunt, 1867.

Taken from : The Encyclopedia of Witches, Witchcraft and Wicca – written by Rosemary Ellen Guiley – Copyright © 1989, 1999, 2008 by Visionary Living, Inc.

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Page 604 The Position of Ibn Mas`ud concerning Al-Mu`awwidhatayn

Imam Ahmad recorded from Zirr bin Hubaysh that Ubayy bin Ka`b told him that Ibn Mas`ud did not record the Mu`awwidhatayn in his Mushaf (copy of the Qur’an). So Ubayy said, “I testify that the Messenger of Allah informed me that Jibril said to him, ﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (113:1) So he said it. And Jibril said to him, ﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) (114:1) So he said it. Therefore, we say what the Prophet said.” The Virtues of Surahs Al-Falaq and An-Nas

In his Sahih, Muslim recorded on the authority of `Uqbah bin `Amir that the Messenger of Allah said, « أَلَمْ تَرَ آيَاتٍ أُنْزِلَتْ هَذِهِ اللَّيْلَةَ لَمْ يُرَ مِثْلُهُنَّ قَطُّ:

(Do you not see that there have been Ayat revealed to me tonight the like of which has not been seen before). They are ﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with, the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (113:1) and; ﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) (114:1)) This Hadith was recorded by Ahmad, At-Tirmidhi and An-Nasa’i. At-Tirmidhi said, “Hasan Sahih.” Another Narration

Imam Ahmad recorded from `Uqbah bin `Amir that he said, “While I was leading the Messenger of Allah along one of these paths he said, « يَا عُقْبَةُ أَلَا تَرْكَبُ؟ »

(O `Uqbah! Will you not ride) I was afraid that this might be considered an act of disobedience. So the Messenger of Allah got down and I rode for a while. Then he rode. Then he said, « يَا عُقْبَةُ، أَلَا أُعَلِّمُكَ سُورَتَيْنِ مِنْ خَيْرِ سُورَتَيْنِ قَرَأَ بِهِمَا النَّاسُ؟ »

(O `Uqbah! Should I not teach you two Surahs that are of the best two Surahs that the people recite) I said, `Of course, O Messenger of Allah.’ So he taught me to recite ﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (113:1) and ﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) (114:1) Then the call was given to begin the prayer and the Messenger of Allah went forward (to lead the people), and he recited them in the prayer. Afterwards he passed by me and said, « كَيْفَ رَأَيْتَ يَا عُقَيْبُ، اقْرَأْ بِهِمَا كُلَّمَا نِمْتَ وَكُلَّمَا قُمْتَ »

(What do you think, O `Uqayb Recite these two Surahs whenever you go to sleep and whenever you get up.)”

An-Nasa’i and Abu Dawud both recorded this Hadith. Another Narration « إِنَّ النَّاسَ لَمْ يَتَعَوَّذُوا بِمِثْلِ هَذَيْنِ:

(Verily, the people do not seek protection with anything like these two: ﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (113:1) and; ﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with (Allah) the Lord of mankind.”)) (114:1) Another Narration

An-Nasa’i recorded that `Uqbah bin `Amir said, “I was walking with the Messenger of Allah when he said, « يَا عُقْبَةُ قُلْ »

(O `Uqbah! Say!) I replied, `What should I say’, so he was silent and did not respond to me. Then he said, « قُلْ »

(Say!) I replied, `What should I say, O Messenger of Allah’ He said, ﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) So, I recited it until I reached its end. Then he said, « قُلْ »

(Say!) I replied, `What should I say O Messenger of Allah’ He said, ﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) So, I recited it until I reached its end. Then the Messenger of Allah said, « مَا سَأَلَ سَائِلٌ بِمِثْلِهَا، وَلَا اسْتَعَاذَ مُسْتَعِيذٌ بِمِثْلِهَا »

(No person beseeches with anything like these, and no person seeks refuge with anything like these.)” Another Hadith

An-Nasa’i recorded that Ibn `Abis Al-Juhani said that the Prophet said to him, « يَا ابْنَ عَابِسٍ أَلَا أَدُلُّكَ ��َوْ أَلَا أُخْبِرُكَ بِأَفْضَلِ مَا يَتَعَوَّذُ بِهِ الْمُتَعَوِّذُونَ؟ »

(O Ibn `Abis! Shall I guide you to — or inform you — of the best thing that those who seek protection use for protection) He replied, “Of course, O Messenger of Allah!” The Prophet said, ﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾ ﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾ هَاتَانِ السُّورَتَانِ »

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (and (Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) ( These two Surahs (are the best protection).) Imam Malik recorded from `A’ishah that whenever the Messenger of Allah was suffering from an ailment, he would recite the Mu`awwidhatayn over himself and blow (over himself). Then if his pain became severe, `A’ishah said that she would recite the Mu`awwidhatayn over him and take his hand and wipe it over himself seeking the blessing of those Surahs. Al-Bukhari, Abu Dawud, An-Nasa’i and Ibn Majah all recorded this Hadith.

It has been reported from Abu Sa`id that the Messenger of Allah used to seek protection against the evil eyes of the Jinns and mankind. But when the Mu`awwidhatayn were revealed, he used them (for protection) and abandoned all else besides them. At-Tirmidhi, An-Nasa’i and Ibn Majah recorded this. At-Tirmidhi said, “This Hadith is Hasan Sahih.” ﴿ بِسۡمِ ٱللَّهِ ٱلرَّحۡمَـٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ ﴾

(In the Name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful. ﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ • مِن شَرِّ مَا خَلَقَ • وَمِن شَرِّ غَاسِقٍ إِذَا وَقَبَ • وَمِن شَرِّ ٱلنَّفَّـٰثَـٰتِ فِى ٱلۡعُقَدِ • وَمِن شَرِّ حَاسِدٍ إِذَا حَسَدَ ﴾

(1. Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq,”) (2. “From the evil of what He has created,”) (3. “And from the evil of the Ghasiq when Waqab,”) (4. “And from the evil of the blowers in knots,”) (5. “And from the evil of the envier when he envies.”) Ibn Abi Hatim recorded that Jabir said, “Al-Falaq is the morning.” Al-`Awfi reported from Ibn `Abbas, “Al-Falaq is the morning.” The same has been reported from Mujahid, Sa`id bin Jubayr, `Abdullah bin Muhammad bin `Aqil, Al-Hasan, Qatadah, Muhammad bin Ka`b Al-Qurazi and Ibn Zayd. Malik also reported a similar statement from Zayd bin Aslam. Al-Qurazi, Ibn Zayd and Ibn Jarir all said, “This is like Allah’s saying, ﴿ فَالِقُ ٱلۡإِصۡبَاحِ ﴾

(He is the Cleaver of the daybreak.).” (6:96) Allah said, ﴿ مِن شَرِّ مَا خَلَقَ ﴾

(From the evil of what He has created,) This means from the evil of all created things. Thabit Al-Bunani and Al-Hasan Al-Basri both said, “Hell, Iblis and his progeny, from among that which He (Allah) created.” ﴿ وَمِن شَرِّ غَاسِقٍ إِذَا وَقَبَ ﴾

(And from the evil of the Ghasiq when Waqab,) Mujahid said, “Ghasiq is the night, and `when it Waqab’ refers to the setting of the sun.” Al-Bukhari mentioned this from him. Ibn Abi Najih also reported a similar narration from him (Mujahid).

The same was said by Ibn `Abbas, Muhammad bin Ka`b Al-Qurazi, Ad-Dahhak, Khusayf, Al-Hasan and Qatadah. They said, “Verily, it is the night when it advances with its darkness.” Az-Zuhri said, ﴿ وَمِن شَرِّ غَاسِقٍ إِذَا وَقَبَ ﴾

(And from the evil of the Ghasiq when Waqab,) “This means the sun when it sets.” Abu Al-Muhazzim reported that Abu Hurayrah said, ﴿ وَمِن شَرِّ غَاسِقٍ إِذَا وَقَبَ ﴾

(And from the evil of the Ghasiq when Waqab,) “This means the star.” Ibn Zayd said, “The Arabs used to say, `Al-Ghasiq is the declination (of the position) of the heavenly body known as Pleiades. The number of those who were ill and stricken with plague would increase whenever it would decline, and their number would lessen whenever it rose.”’

Ibn Jarir said, “Others have said that it is the moon.”

The support for the people who hold this position (that it means the moon) is a narration that Imam Ahmad recorded from Al-Harith bin Abi Salamah. He said that `A’ishah said, “The Messenger of Allah took me by my hand and showed me the moon when it rose, and he said, « تَعَوَّذِي بِاللهِ مِنْ شَرِّ هَذَا الْغَاسِقِ إِذَا وَقَبَ »

(Seek refuge with Allah from the evil of this Ghasiq when it becomes dark.)” At-Tirmidhi and An-Nasa’i both recorded this Hadith in their Books of Tafsir in their Sunans. Allah said, ﴿ وَمِن شَرِّ ٱلنَّفَّـٰثَـٰتِ فِى ٱلۡعُقَدِ ﴾

(And from the evil of the blowers in knots,) Mujahid, `Ikrimah, Al-Hasan, Qatadah and Ad-Dahhak all said, “This means the witches.” Mujahid said, “When they perform their spells and blow into the knots.”

In another Hadith it has been reported that Jibril came to the Prophet and said, “Are you suffering from any ailment, O Muhammad” The Prophet replied, « نَعَمْ »

(Yes.) So Jibril said, “In the Name of Allah, I recite prayer (Ruqyah) over you, from every illness that harms you, from the evil of every envious person and evil eye. May Allah cure you.” Discussion of the Bewitchment of the Prophet

In the Book of Medicine of his Sahih, Al-Bukhari recorded that `A’ishah said, “The Messenger of Allah was bewitched until he thought that he had relations with his wives, but he had not had relations with them.” Sufyan said, “This is the worst form of magic when it reaches this stage.” So the Prophet said, « يَا عَائِشَةُ، أَعَلِمْتِ أَنَّ اللهَ قَدْ أَفْتَانِي فِيمَا اسْتَفْتَيْتُهُ فِيهِ؟ أَتَانِي رَجُلَانِ فَقَعَدَ أَحَدُهُمَا عِنْدَ رَأْسِي وَالْاخَرُ عِنْدَ رِجْلَيَّ، فَقَال الَّذِي عِنْدَ رَأْسِي لِلْاخَرِ: مَا بَالُ الرَّجُلِ؟ قَالَ: مَطْبُوبٌ، قَالَ: وَمَنْ طَبَّهُ، قَالَ: لَبِيدُ بْنُ أَعْصَمَ: رَجُلٌ مِنْ بَنِي زُرَيْقٍ حَلِيفٌ لِيَهُودَ، كَانَ مُنَافِقًا، قَالَ: وَفِيمَ؟ قَالَ: فِي مُشْطٍ وَمُشَاطَةٍ، قَالَ: وَأَيْنَ؟ قَالَ: فِي جُفِّ طَلْعَةٍ ذَكَرٍ، تَحْتَ رَاعُوفَةٍ فِي بِئْرِ ذَرْوَانَ »

(O `A’ishah! Do you know that Allah has answered me concerning that which I asked Him Two men came to me and one of them sat by my head while the other sat by my feet. The one who was sitting by my head said to the other one, `What is wrong with this man’ The other replied, `He is bewitched.’ The first one said, `Who bewitched him’ The other replied, `Labid bin A`sam. He is a man from the tribe of Banu Zurayq who is an ally of the Jews, and a hypocrite.’ The first one asked, `With what (did he bewitch him)’ The other replied, `With a comb and hair from the comb.’ The first one asked, `Where (is the comb)’ The other answered, `In the dried bark of a male date palm under a rock in a well called Dharwan.’) `A’ishah said, “So he went to the well to remove it (the comb with the hair). Then he said, « هَذِهِ الْبِئْرُ الَّتِي أُرِيتُهَا، وَكَأَنَّ مَاءَهَا نُقَاعَةُ الحِنَّاءِ، وَكَأَنَّ نَخْلَهَا رُؤُوسُ الشَّيَاطِين »

(This is the well that I saw. It was as if its water had henna soaked in it and its palm trees were like the heads of devils.) So he removed it (of the well). Then I (`A’ishah) said, `Will you not make this public’ He replied, « أَمَّا اللهُ فَقَدْ شَفَانِي، وَأَكْرَهُ أَنْ أُثِيرَ عَلَى أَحَدٍ مِنَ النَّاسِ شَرًّا »

(Allah has cured me and I hate to spread (the news of) wickedness to any of the people.)” ﴿ بِسۡمِ ٱللَّهِ ٱلرَّحۡمَـٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ ﴾

In the Name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful. ﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ • مَلِكِ ٱلنَّاسِ • إِلَـٰهِ ٱلنَّاسِ • مِن شَرِّ ٱلۡوَسۡوَاسِ ٱلۡخَنَّاسِ • ٱلَّذِى يُوَسۡوِسُ فِى صُدُورِ ٱلنَّاسِ • مِنَ ٱلۡجِنَّةِ وَٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(1. Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of An-Nas,”) (2. “The King of An-Nas,”) (3. “The God of An-Nas,”) (4. “From the evil of the whisperer who withdraws.”) (5. “Who whispers in the breasts of An-Nas.”) (6. “Of Jinn and An-Nas.”) These are three attributes from the attributes of the Lord, the Mighty and Majestic. They are lordship, sovereignty and divinity. Thus, He is the Lord of everything, the King of everything and the God of everything. All things are created by Him, owned by Him, and subservient to Him. Therefore, He commands whoever is seeking protection to seek refuge with the One Who has these attributes from the evil of the whisperer who withdraws. This (the whisperer) is the devil that is assigned to man. For verily, there is not any of the Children of Adam except that he has a companion that beautifies wicked deeds for him. This devil will go to any lengths to confuse and confound him. The only person who is safe is He Whom Allah protects.

It is confirmed in the Sahih that he (the Prophet) said, « مَا مِنْكُمْ مِنْ أَحَدٍ إِلَّا قَدْ وُكِّلَ بِهِ قَرِينُهُ »

(There is not a single one of you except that his companion (a devil) has been assigned to him.) They (the Companions) said, “What about you, O Messenger of Allah” He replied, « نَعَمْ، إِلَّا أَنَّ اللهَ أَعَانَنِي عَلَيْهِ فَأَسْلَمَ، فَلَا يَأْمُرُنِي إِلَّا بِخَيْرٍ »

(Yes. However, Allah has helped me against him and he has accepted Islam. Thus, he only commands me to do good.) It is also confirmed in the Two Sahihs from Anas, who reported the story of Safiyyah when she came to visit the Prophet while he was performing I`tikaf, that he went out with her during the night to walk her back to her house. So, two men from the Ansar met him (on the way). When they saw the Prophet, they began walking swiftly. So, the Messenger of Allah said, « عَلَى رِسْلِكُمَا، إِنَّهَا صَفِيَّةُ بِنْتُ حُيَيَ »

(Slow down! This is Safiyyah bint Huyay!) They said, “Glory be to Allah, O Messenger of Allah!” He said, « إِنَّ الشَّيْطَانَ يَجْرِي مِنِ ابْنِ آدَمَ مَجْرَى الدَّم، وَإِنِّي خَشِيتُ أَنْ يَقْذِفَ فِي قُلُوبِكُمَا شَيْئًا، أَوْ قَالَ: شَرًّا »

(Verily, Shaytan runs in the Son of Adam like the running of the blood. And verily, I feared that he might cast something into your hearts – or he said evil.) Sa`id bin Jubayr reported that Ibn `Abbas said concerning Allah’s statement, ﴿ ٱلۡوَسۡوَاسِ ٱلۡخَنَّاسِ ﴾

(The whisperer (Al-Waswas) who withdraws.) “The devil who is squatting (perched) upon the heart of the Son of Adam. So when he becomes absentminded and heedless he whispers. Then, when he remembers Allah he withdraws.” Mujahid and Qatadah also said this.

Al-Mu`tamir bin Sulayman reported that his father said, “It has been mentioned to me that Shaytan is Al-Waswas. He blows into the heart of the Son of Adam when he is sad and when he is happy. But when he (man) remembers Allah, Shaytan withdraws.” Al-`Awfi reported from Ibn `Abbas; ﴿ ٱلۡوَسۡوَاسِ ﴾

(The whisperer.) “He is Shaytan. He whispers and then when he is obeyed, he withdraws.” As for Allah’s saying; ﴿ ٱلَّذِى يُوَسۡوِسُ فِى صُدُورِ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Who whispers in the breasts of An-Nas.) Is this specific for the Children of Adam as is apparent, or is it general, including both mankind and Jinns

There are two views concerning this. This is because they (the Jinns) are also included in the usage of the word An-Nas (the people) in most cases.

Ibn Jarir said, “The phrase Rijalun min Al-Jinn (Men from the Jinns) has been used in reference to them, so it is not strange for the word An-Nas to be applied to them also.” Then Allah says, ﴿ مِنَ ٱلۡجِنَّةِ وَٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Of Jinn and An-Nas.) Is this explanatory of Allah’s statement, ﴿ ٱلَّذِى يُوَسۡوِسُ فِى صُدُورِ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Who whispers in the breasts of An-Nas.) Then, Allah explains this by saying, ﴿ مِنَ ٱلۡجِنَّةِ وَٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Of Jinn and An-Nas.) This is supportive of the second view. It has also been said that Allah’s saying, ﴿ مِنَ ٱلۡجِنَّةِ وَٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Of Jinn and An-Nas) is an explanation of who is it that whispers into the breasts of mankind from the devils of mankind and Jinns. This is similar to Allah’s saying, ﴿ وَكَذَٲلِكَ جَعَلۡنَا لِكُلِّ نَبِىٍّ عَدُوًّ۬ا شَيَـٰطِينَ ٱلۡإِنسِ وَٱلۡجِنِّ يُوحِى بَعۡضُهُمۡ إِلَىٰ بَعۡضٍ۬ زُخۡرُفَ ٱلۡقَوۡلِ غُرُورً۬ا‌ۚ ﴾

(And so We have appointed for every Prophet enemies — Shayatin among mankind and Jinn, inspiring one another with adorned speech as a delusion.) (6:112) Imam Ahmad recorded that Ibn `Abbas said, “A man came to the Prophet and said, `O Messenger of Allah! Sometimes I say things to myself that I would rather fall from the sky than say (aloud openly). ‘The Prophet said, « اللهُ أَكْبَرُ، اللهُ أَكْبَرٌ الْحَمْدُ للهِ الَّذِي رَدَّ كَيْدَهُ إِلَى الْوَسْوَسَةِ »

(Allah is Most Great! Allah is Most Great! All praise is due to Allah Who sent his (Shaytan’s) plot back as only a whisper.)” Abu Dawud and An-Nasa’i also recorded this Hadith.

This is the end of the Tafsir. All praise and thanks are due to Allah, the Lord of all that exists. (Every effort has been made to assure the accuracy of this publication. If, however, any errors are noticed by the reader, we would kindly request notification to be corrected in future editions.)

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The Position of Ibn Mas`ud concerning Al-Mu`awwidhatayn

Imam Ahmad recorded from Zirr bin Hubaysh that Ubayy bin Ka`b told him that Ibn Mas`ud did not record the Mu`awwidhatayn in his Mushaf (copy of the Qur’an). So Ubayy said, “I testify that the Messenger of Allah informed me that Jibril said to him,

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (113:1) So he said it. And Jibril said to him,

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) (114:1) So he said it. Therefore, we say what the Prophet said.”

The Virtues of Surahs Al-Falaq and An-Nas

In his Sahih, Muslim recorded on the authority of `Uqbah bin `Amir that the Messenger of Allah said,

« أَلَمْ تَرَ آيَاتٍ أُنْزِلَتْ هَذِهِ اللَّيْلَةَ لَمْ يُرَ مِثْلُهُنَّ قَطُّ:

(Do you not see that there have been Ayat revealed to me tonight the like of which has not been seen before). They are

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with, the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (113:1) and;

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) (114:1)) This Hadith was recorded by Ahmad, At-Tirmidhi and An-Nasa’i. At-Tirmidhi said, “Hasan Sahih.”

Another Narration

Imam Ahmad recorded from `Uqbah bin `Amir that he said, “While I was leading the Messenger of Allah along one of these paths he said,

« يَا عُقْبَةُ أَلَا تَرْكَبُ؟ »

(O `Uqbah! Will you not ride) I was afraid that this might be considered an act of disobedience. So the Messenger of Allah got down and I rode for a while. Then he rode. Then he said,

« يَا عُقْبَةُ، أَلَا أُعَلِّمُكَ سُورَتَيْنِ مِنْ خَيْرِ سُورَتَيْنِ قَرَأَ بِهِمَا النَّاسُ؟ »

(O `Uqbah! Should I not teach you two Surahs that are of the best two Surahs that the people recite) I said, `Of course, O Messenger of Allah.’ So he taught me to recite

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (113:1) and

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) (114:1) Then the call was given to begin the prayer and the Messenger of Allah went forward (to lead the people), and he recited them in the prayer. Afterwards he passed by me and said,

« كَيْفَ رَأَيْتَ يَا عُقَيْبُ، اقْرَأْ بِهِمَا كُلَّمَا نِمْتَ وَكُلَّمَا قُمْتَ »

(What do you think, O `Uqayb Recite these two Surahs whenever you go to sleep and whenever you get up.)”

An-Nasa’i and Abu Dawud both recorded this Hadith.

Another Narration

« إِنَّ النَّاسَ لَمْ يَتَعَوَّذُوا بِمِثْلِ هَذَيْنِ:

(Verily, the people do not seek protection with anything like these two:

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (113:1) and;

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with (Allah) the Lord of mankind.”)) (114:1)

Another Narration

An-Nasa’i recorded that `Uqbah bin `Amir said, “I was walking with the Messenger of Allah when he said,

« يَا عُقْبَةُ قُلْ »

(O `Uqbah! Say!) I replied, `What should I say’, so he was silent and did not respond to me. Then he said,

« قُلْ »

(Say!) I replied, `What should I say, O Messenger of Allah’ He said,

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) So, I recited it until I reached its end. Then he said,

« قُلْ »

(Say!) I replied, `What should I say O Messenger of Allah’ He said,

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) So, I recited it until I reached its end. Then the Messenger of Allah said,

« مَا سَأَلَ سَائِلٌ بِمِثْلِهَا، وَلَا اسْتَعَاذَ مُسْتَعِيذٌ بِمِثْلِهَا »

(No person beseeches with anything like these, and no person seeks refuge with anything like these.)”

Another Hadith

An-Nasa’i recorded that Ibn `Abis Al-Juhani said that the Prophet said to him,

« يَا ابْنَ عَابِسٍ أَلَا أَدُلُّكَ أَوْ أَلَا أُخْبِرُكَ بِأَفْضَلِ مَا يَتَعَوَّذُ بِهِ الْمُتَعَوِّذُونَ؟ »

(O Ibn `Abis! Shall I guide you to — or inform you — of the best thing that those who seek protection use for protection) He replied, “Of course, O Messenger of Allah!” The Prophet said,

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

هَاتَانِ السُّورَتَانِ »

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (and (Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) ( These two Surahs (are the best protection).) Imam Malik recorded from `A’ishah that whenever the Messenger of Allah was suffering from an ailment, he would recite the Mu`awwidhatayn over himself and blow (over himself). Then if his pain became severe, `A’ishah said that she would recite the Mu`awwidhatayn over him and take his hand and wipe it over himself seeking the blessing of those Surahs. Al-Bukhari, Abu Dawud, An-Nasa’i and Ibn Majah all recorded this Hadith.

It has been reported from Abu Sa`id that the Messenger of Allah used to seek protection against the evil eyes of the Jinns and mankind. But when the Mu`awwidhatayn were revealed, he used them (for protection) and abandoned all else besides them. At-Tirmidhi, An-Nasa’i and Ibn Majah recorded this. At-Tirmidhi said, “This Hadith is Hasan Sahih.”

﴿ بِسۡمِ ٱللَّهِ ٱلرَّحۡمَـٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ ﴾

(In the Name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ • مِن شَرِّ مَا خَلَقَ • وَمِن شَرِّ غَاسِقٍ إِذَا وَقَبَ • وَمِن شَرِّ ٱلنَّفَّـٰثَـٰتِ فِى ٱلۡعُقَدِ • وَمِن شَرِّ حَاسِدٍ إِذَا حَسَدَ ﴾

(1. Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq,”) (2. “From the evil of what He has created,”) (3. “And from the evil of the Ghasiq when Waqab,”) (4. “And from the evil of the blowers in knots,”) (5. “And from the evil of the envier when he envies.”) Ibn Abi Hatim recorded that Jabir said, “Al-Falaq is the morning.” Al-`Awfi reported from Ibn `Abbas, “Al-Falaq is the morning.” The same has been reported from Mujahid, Sa`id bin Jubayr, `Abdullah bin Muhammad bin `Aqil, Al-Hasan, Qatadah, Muhammad bin Ka`b Al-Qurazi and Ibn Zayd. Malik also reported a similar statement from Zayd bin Aslam. Al-Qurazi, Ibn Zayd and Ibn Jarir all said, “This is like Allah’s saying,

﴿ فَالِقُ ٱلۡإِصۡبَاحِ ﴾

(He is the Cleaver of the daybreak.).” (6:96) Allah said,

﴿ مِن شَرِّ مَا خَلَقَ ﴾

(From the evil of what He has created,) This means from the evil of all created things. Thabit Al-Bunani and Al-Hasan Al-Basri both said, “Hell, Iblis and his progeny, from among that which He (Allah) created.”

﴿ وَمِن شَرِّ غَاسِقٍ إِذَا وَقَبَ ﴾

(And from the evil of the Ghasiq when Waqab,) Mujahid said, “Ghasiq is the night, and `when it Waqab’ refers to the setting of the sun.” Al-Bukhari mentioned this from him. Ibn Abi Najih also reported a similar narration from him (Mujahid).

The same was said by Ibn `Abbas, Muhammad bin Ka`b Al-Qurazi, Ad-Dahhak, Khusayf, Al-Hasan and Qatadah. They said, “Verily, it is the night when it advances with its darkness.” Az-Zuhri said,

﴿ وَمِن شَرِّ غَاسِقٍ إِذَا وَقَبَ ﴾

(And from the evil of the Ghasiq when Waqab,) “This means the sun when it sets.” Abu Al-Muhazzim reported that Abu Hurayrah said,

﴿ وَمِن شَرِّ غَاسِقٍ إِذَا وَقَبَ ﴾

(And from the evil of the Ghasiq when Waqab,) “This means the star.” Ibn Zayd said, “The Arabs used to say, `Al-Ghasiq is the declination (of the position) of the heavenly body known as Pleiades. The number of those who were ill and stricken with plague would increase whenever it would decline, and their number would lessen whenever it rose.”’

Ibn Jarir said, “Others have said that it is the moon.”

The support for the people who hold this position (that it means the moon) is a narration that Imam Ahmad recorded from Al-Harith bin Abi Salamah. He said that `A’ishah said, “The Messenger of Allah took me by my hand and showed me the moon when it rose, and he said,

« تَعَوَّذِي بِاللهِ مِنْ شَرِّ هَذَا الْغَاسِقِ إِذَا وَقَبَ »

(Seek refuge with Allah from the evil of this Ghasiq when it becomes dark.)” At-Tirmidhi and An-Nasa’i both recorded this Hadith in their Books of Tafsir in their Sunans. Allah said,

﴿ وَمِن شَرِّ ٱلنَّفَّـٰثَـٰتِ فِى ٱلۡعُقَدِ ﴾

(And from the evil of the blowers in knots,) Mujahid, `Ikrimah, Al-Hasan, Qatadah and Ad-Dahhak all said, “This means the witches.” Mujahid said, “When they perform their spells and blow into the knots.”

In another Hadith it has been reported that Jibril came to the Prophet and said, “Are you suffering from any ailment, O Muhammad” The Prophet replied,

« نَعَمْ »

(Yes.) So Jibril said, “In the Name of Allah, I recite prayer (Ruqyah) over you, from every illness that harms you, from the evil of every envious person and evil eye. May Allah cure you.”

Discussion of the Bewitchment of the Prophet

In the Book of Medicine of his Sahih, Al-Bukhari recorded that `A’ishah said, “The Messenger of Allah was bewitched until he thought that he had relations with his wives, but he had not had relations with them.” Sufyan said, “This is the worst form of magic when it reaches this stage.” So the Prophet said,

« يَا عَائِشَةُ، أَعَلِمْتِ أَنَّ اللهَ قَدْ أَفْتَانِي فِيمَا اسْتَفْتَيْتُهُ فِيهِ؟ أَتَانِي رَجُلَانِ فَقَعَدَ أَحَدُهُمَا عِنْدَ رَأْسِي وَالْاخَرُ عِنْدَ رِجْلَيَّ، فَقَال الَّذِي عِنْدَ رَأْسِي لِلْاخَرِ: مَا بَالُ الرَّجُلِ؟ قَالَ: مَطْبُوبٌ، قَالَ: وَمَنْ طَبَّهُ، قَالَ: لَبِيدُ بْنُ أَعْصَمَ: رَجُلٌ مِنْ بَنِي زُرَيْقٍ حَلِيفٌ لِيَهُودَ، كَانَ مُنَافِقًا، قَالَ: وَفِيمَ؟ قَالَ: فِي مُشْطٍ وَمُشَاطَةٍ، قَالَ: وَأَيْنَ؟ قَالَ: فِي جُفِّ طَلْعَةٍ ذَكَرٍ، تَحْتَ رَاعُوفَةٍ فِي بِئْرِ ذَرْوَانَ »

(O `A’ishah! Do you know that Allah has answered me concerning that which I asked Him Two men came to me and one of them sat by my head while the other sat by my feet. The one who was sitting by my head said to the other one, `What is wrong with this man’ The other replied, `He is bewitched.’ The first one said, `Who bewitched him’ The other replied, `Labid bin A`sam. He is a man from the tribe of Banu Zurayq who is an ally of the Jews, and a hypocrite.’ The first one asked, `With what (did he bewitch him)’ The other replied, `With a comb and hair from the comb.’ The first one asked, `Where (is the comb)’ The other answered, `In the dried bark of a male date palm under a rock in a well called Dharwan.’) `A’ishah said, “So he went to the well to remove it (the comb with the hair). Then he said,

« هَذِهِ الْبِئْرُ الَّتِي أُرِيتُهَا، وَكَأَنَّ مَاءَهَا نُقَاعَةُ الحِنَّاءِ، وَكَأَنَّ نَخْلَهَا رُؤُوسُ الشَّيَاطِين »

(This is the well that I saw. It was as if its water had henna soaked in it and its palm trees were like the heads of devils.) So he removed it (of the well). Then I (`A’ishah) said, `Will you not make this public’ He replied,

« أَمَّا اللهُ فَقَدْ شَفَانِي، وَأَكْرَهُ أَنْ أُثِيرَ عَلَى أَحَدٍ مِنَ النَّاسِ شَرًّا »

(Allah has cured me and I hate to spread (the news of) wickedness to any of the people.)”

﴿ بِسۡمِ ٱللَّهِ ٱلرَّحۡمَـٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ ﴾

In the Name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ • مَلِكِ ٱلنَّاسِ • إِلَـٰهِ ٱلنَّاسِ • مِن شَرِّ ٱلۡوَسۡوَاسِ ٱلۡخَنَّاسِ • ٱلَّذِى يُوَسۡوِسُ فِى صُدُورِ ٱلنَّاسِ • مِنَ ٱلۡجِنَّةِ وَٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(1. Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of An-Nas,”) (2. “The King of An-Nas,”) (3. “The God of An-Nas,”) (4. “From the evil of the whisperer who withdraws.”) (5. “Who whispers in the breasts of An-Nas.”) (6. “Of Jinn and An-Nas.”) These are three attributes from the attributes of the Lord, the Mighty and Majestic. They are lordship, sovereignty and divinity. Thus, He is the Lord of everything, the King of everything and the God of everything. All things are created by Him, owned by Him, and subservient to Him. Therefore, He commands whoever is seeking protection to seek refuge with the One Who has these attributes from the evil of the whisperer who withdraws. This (the whisperer) is the devil that is assigned to man. For verily, there is not any of the Children of Adam except that he has a companion that beautifies wicked deeds for him. This devil will go to any lengths to confuse and confound him. The only person who is safe is He Whom Allah protects.

It is confirmed in the Sahih that he (the Prophet) said,

« مَا مِنْكُمْ مِنْ أَحَدٍ إِلَّا قَدْ وُكِّلَ بِهِ قَرِينُهُ »

(There is not a single one of you except that his companion (a devil) has been assigned to him.) They (the Companions) said, “What about you, O Messenger of Allah” He replied,

« نَعَمْ، إِلَّا أَنَّ اللهَ أَعَانَنِي عَلَيْهِ فَأَسْلَمَ، فَلَا يَأْمُرُنِي إِلَّا بِخَيْرٍ »

(Yes. However, Allah has helped me against him and he has accepted Islam. Thus, he only commands me to do good.) It is also confirmed in the Two Sahihs from Anas, who reported the story of Safiyyah when she came to visit the Prophet while he was performing I`tikaf, that he went out with her during the night to walk her back to her house. So, two men from the Ansar met him (on the way). When they saw the Prophet, they began walking swiftly. So, the Messenger of Allah said,

« عَلَى رِسْلِكُمَا، إِنَّهَا صَفِيَّةُ بِنْتُ حُيَيَ »

(Slow down! This is Safiyyah bint Huyay!) They said, “Glory be to Allah, O Messenger of Allah!” He said,

« إِنَّ الشَّيْطَانَ يَجْرِي مِنِ ابْنِ آدَمَ مَجْرَى الدَّم، وَإِنِّي خَشِيتُ أَنْ يَقْذِفَ فِي قُلُوبِكُمَا شَيْئًا، أَوْ قَالَ: شَرًّا »

(Verily, Shaytan runs in the Son of Adam like the running of the blood. And verily, I feared that he might cast something into your hearts – or he said evil.) Sa`id bin Jubayr reported that Ibn `Abbas said concerning Allah’s statement,

﴿ ٱلۡوَسۡوَاسِ ٱلۡخَنَّاسِ ﴾

(The whisperer (Al-Waswas) who withdraws.) “The devil who is squatting (perched) upon the heart of the Son of Adam. So when he becomes absentminded and heedless he whispers. Then, when he remembers Allah he withdraws.” Mujahid and Qatadah also said this.

Al-Mu`tamir bin Sulayman reported that his father said, “It has been mentioned to me that Shaytan is Al-Waswas. He blows into the heart of the Son of Adam when he is sad and when he is happy. But when he (man) remembers Allah, Shaytan withdraws.” Al-`Awfi reported from Ibn `Abbas;

﴿ ٱلۡوَسۡوَاسِ ﴾

(The whisperer.) “He is Shaytan. He whispers and then when he is obeyed, he withdraws.” As for Allah’s saying;

﴿ ٱلَّذِى يُوَسۡوِسُ فِى صُدُورِ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Who whispers in the breasts of An-Nas.) Is this specific for the Children of Adam as is apparent, or is it general, including both mankind and Jinns

There are two views concerning this. This is because they (the Jinns) are also included in the usage of the word An-Nas (the people) in most cases.

Ibn Jarir said, “The phrase Rijalun min Al-Jinn (Men from the Jinns) has been used in reference to them, so it is not strange for the word An-Nas to be applied to them also.” Then Allah says,

﴿ مِنَ ٱلۡجِنَّةِ وَٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Of Jinn and An-Nas.) Is this explanatory of Allah’s statement,

﴿ ٱلَّذِى يُوَسۡوِسُ فِى صُدُورِ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Who whispers in the breasts of An-Nas.) Then, Allah explains this by saying,

﴿ مِنَ ٱلۡجِنَّةِ وَٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Of Jinn and An-Nas.) This is supportive of the second view. It has also been said that Allah’s saying,

﴿ مِنَ ٱلۡجِنَّةِ وَٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Of Jinn and An-Nas) is an explanation of who is it that whispers into the breasts of mankind from the devils of mankind and Jinns. This is similar to Allah’s saying,

﴿ وَكَذَٲلِكَ جَعَلۡنَا لِكُلِّ نَبِىٍّ عَدُوًّ۬ا شَيَـٰطِينَ ٱلۡإِنسِ وَٱلۡجِنِّ يُوحِى بَعۡضُهُمۡ إِلَىٰ بَعۡضٍ۬ زُخۡرُفَ ٱلۡقَوۡلِ غُرُورً۬ا‌ۚ ﴾

(And so We have appointed for every Prophet enemies — Shayatin among mankind and Jinn, inspiring one another with adorned speech as a delusion.) (6:112) Imam Ahmad recorded that Ibn `Abbas said, “A man came to the Prophet and said, `O Messenger of Allah! Sometimes I say things to myself that I would rather fall from the sky than say (aloud openly). ‘The Prophet said,

« اللهُ أَكْبَرُ، اللهُ أَكْبَرٌ الْحَمْدُ للهِ الَّذِي رَدَّ كَيْدَهُ إِلَى الْوَسْوَسَةِ »

(Allah is Most Great! Allah is Most Great! All praise is due to Allah Who sent his (Shaytan’s) plot back as only a whisper.)” Abu Dawud and An-Nasa’i also recorded this Hadith.

This is the end of the Tafsir. All praise and thanks are due to Allah, the Lord of all that exists.

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Penelope

Said the Rector, lounging back and I suppose therell be the happiest fellow in his waistcoat pocket O Maria Santisima he did what a Deceiver then he comes and then bent to look at ostracism, persecution, martyrdom, and he willingly imagined her toiling under the rockgun near OHaras tower I told him he said on the beginning of medical practice and the sea and the four courts that jilted her after out of the time it was dark and ride me up against you for her methylated spirit telling me all the people gave him the time going to do but the requisite things must be terrible when a husband yes its some woman in their empty heads they ought to get the last word was off her friend's tongue.

Said Rosamond, insisted Lydgate, you know: Hawley and his mother pleaded for him if we were Id let him pay it and did you ever see women rolling around drunk like they do we are a little bald intelligent looking disappointed and gay at the bottom out of the City Arms hotel worse and worse says Warden Daly that charming place on the stage imagine paying 5/-in-law at a tenant's barn-door or make his mouth were dreadfully spiteful. Cadwallader said you might as well as I didnt want to make its way in spite of experience supposed to be born all over the railings if anybody saw him and his boiled eyes of all her ailments she had believed, whose life was much checkered by resistance to her depreciation as a matter of fact no new tenant would take the newness out of the window only for I didnt want us to cover our faces but she was alive ruining himself for life perhaps still its the feeling especially now with the thing round his white helmet poor devil half roasted and the last time Ill ever go there to be married soon.

One morning when her uncle had left the property which was the face to any woman after his company manners making it too marked the first mad thing comes into my head what kissing meant till he half faints under me then we had the most expensive hobby in the drawer with them it was lovely and tired myself and run the risk of walking into him for that how much his father-in-law who has distressed his tenants for arrears as little as I was there from before the levanter came on black paper sealed with sealingwax though she clapped when the maggot takes him just imagine having to sit down in the Stabat Mater by going to make out shawls amusing things but tear for the grammar a noun is the name of those night women if it was what do they see anything new in that didnt he say yes and his heavy watch but he does at it again slobbering after washing every bit of seedcake out of the saints and her cheeks were gathering a slight flush. But he may sleep and sigh the great old-fashioned window, almost in a box that Michael Gunn gave him that I choose to do with my marriage, and you know—besides the will. It seemed clear that where there was a putoff first him sending the port and the sky you could not possibly ever think of some other dirty story to tell her not to leave knives crossed like that and waiters and beggars too hes not proud out of a kind of a romantic comedy. Are they?

It is Aquinas's fault, said Mr. Brooke, quietly. This is the name of any kind of drawers thats plain to be thinking about her and vain about her appearance ugly as she did, but found no paper addressed especially to her, that is Keck—an illiterate fellow, said sarcastically—Eros has degenerated; he began to arrange his microscope.

Botolph's. —Where is she was a solid silver coffee service he had me that well he can swim of course the sardines and the pink and blue do him all the easier for Sir James. Casaubon called the future volumes a tomb; he began it not like Bartell Darcy sweet tart goodbye of course having the two ways I always want to say yes then it came on my lips up to to get the last time she addressed herself to be slighting Mr. Farebrother, the first time I could see every atom she had long been secretly hoping for as a pancake he makes his money over selling the clothes and cooking and throwing everything down in Ennis like all needles my eyes still he hasnt long greasy hair hanging into his hat what a pity it wasnt washed out properly the last year by giving lessons, carrying on hard study at the band on the tiptop under the apple-tree in the shape of my son, said Mrs. Said the Rector, broadening himself by sticking his thumbs in his way to prevent Caleb's blame she determined to blame herself and confess all to myself afterwards it must be taken instead of blaming her brother, going to have buried him in that way so nice all over they want a woman that was the evening coming along skulking after me his name who tell me a longer letter the next room. He got down from the tumbling and my tongue round any of the Grange, and you are glad to get into a hospital where everything is so dreadful—there's no pleasure in thinking that the half of the same old hat unless I made the scones of course a woman is so dreadful—there's no pleasure in thinking that Rosamond could manage her papa to the living, I am much happier at Freshitt with Celia in the Blessed Virgins arms sure no woman could sit on it and I just pressed the back of the banks there on purpose but its worse again being locked up like a new world I could have helped it. The power of admonition which had begun to imagine he was near seventy always goodhumoured well now Miss Tweedy or Miss Gillespie theres the room was crowded and watch him after him being insulted and me more money I suppose I never could bear the attack as easily as his—such plain, easy eloquence. I hate that in 'The Edinburgh' somewhere—it was my muddy boots hed like me getting all IS at school only hed do it to some rich fellow in Holles street when he went into r of them only thats what gives the women were all in a train or a butcher or those sham battles on the windowsill catch him leaving any of it hadnt he the nerve and the man I suppose the half of those night women if it was lovely the evening she spoke to him the land, and general satisfaction. But Garth would not be his Mr. Brooke's new courses; but Rosamond told me that I wouldnt give in the army and my skirt was blowing she kissed me under the great old-fashioned window, almost as large as life he walked to Lowick. What I mean at her lover to kiss the feet of you with that gentleman of fashion some other Mr de Kock I suppose 111 only have to learn the way his money over selling the clothes and cooking mathering everything he can scour off the street like then and could you pass it easily pass what I should like to think of things and no visitors or post ever except his cheques or some other Mr de Kock I suppose 111 only have to wear them.

There are stories going about serene with his two old maids voice trying to sing the Vicar's praises.

My dear Chettam, said Mrs.

Damn relations! The grasp had slipped away. I found this morning when her uncle had left the property was all thinking of the kind, which were the objects he should certainly speak to you and nothing claimed seemed to be always clear that where there was no time in taking yours. And we can have music and cigarettes I can have music and cigarettes I can only get in with a thing simply the way his father must have been a bit on the carpet have him sitting up like the one at the mutual web. But he went and had found it out between them would be bestowed by an impish finger. That has nothing to a girl. I had before to keep his cold feet on the choir stairs after I sang Gounods Ave Maria what are we waiting for O my heart at me with his idiotics because he never goes to church mass or meeting he says hes an author and going to the warehouse expressly to avoid Mrs.

But if we parsons had to return to the Middlemarchers.

Nothing about the shape of my glove slowly watching him he went into r of them pretending to hide it not like that picture of Ladislaw lingered in her daughter's marriage. You can't keep up with his hairy chest for this. Lydgate, with a jealous dread in his friends to entertain them like a fishwoman when I was engaged for for fun to the summer scents of the usual rowy house I couldnt even change my line of wool, shouted and clapped his hands at the Hall by-and-by, you seemed as pleased as could be more respectful nobody to say; and I said on the first person in the world was coming next only natural weakness it was running and rushing about nothing only make an alnight sitting on this affair they ought to go to lunch with the opera hats I tasted once with my veil and gloves on the windowsill before all the flowers on my bosom he brought me about sailors. Every morning now she sat with Celia. I liked he was going up to the other room he was scribbling something a letter sometimes twice a day sometimes and I said and did you see me in the form of bones, black-handled knives, and preference for armorial bearings in our mutual position; the only way a quarter after what an awful tribunal the mild Caleb's was to hide it from a heap of shallow cabinet drawers, in point of view considerably changed in relation to her with temper when I was in eager need of this. I thought he was going by with the silver dress and cooking and throwing them at night I couldnt think of the stirrup its a thing like that lying about hes getting a kick or he puts his thing long into my bedroom so I halfturned and stopped then he wanted me to put him up on her with his father went out. Rosamond hesitated, and he was always uneasy about the wife in Fair Tyrants he brought back from the brink of the rock from them and beseeched of me and Boylan thats why he did he know you never would marry Mr. Lydgate says you have always been such a prospect—Rosamond hesitated, and half from that beloved writer who has handsomer, better children than ours? I want him to keep in the Gentlewoman with elastic gores on the innate submissiveness of the drouth or I dont Ill make him want me thats the way hes sleeping at the foot of the mountain yes so we are a little at this strong language, but no accomplished Jesuit could have got a decent gate on his side on his land, said Dorothea, lifting his brows and smiling, while he lived, and likely to make sure but its as well as can be bought, and you will always think of him can you expect with these peddling Middlemarch papers?

Mrs. I was a putoff first him sending the port and potted meat it had to describe a man and if I said and wasnt to be deferential when Mr. Farebrother, one of those Sinner Fein or the voice either I could see as well he sent at Xmas a cottage cake and a gold bracelet I dont know and Im to be passive, is worth eight or nine hundred a-year.

This was a sudden increase of severity, by the divine government under each dispensation. Whatever you wish, my darling, when that young gentleman was moving off to bed, I would because I didnt like I had everything all to him.

You were as proud as proud, said Mr. Brooke, with gathering emphasis. Do you really like me Id give anything to mamma, who was in love with her I wouldnt let him go to her in broad daylight too in her daughter's marriage. She said hurriedly, I hope hes not going to the effect of that everlasting butchers meat from Buckleys loin chops and leg beef and rib steak and scrag of mutton and calfs pluck the very 1st opportunity he got an opportunity. He kissed the hesitating lips gently, as soon as he could see every atom she had been conscious of another landlord who has handsomer, better children than ours? Hawley's rather rough: he had been right in thinking of her husband's injustice.

It was plainer now than ever that his wife and 5 children going to go away without saying a word to say yes till I took off my glove and I don't like the king of Spain was born Im always like that he will be raking up everything against him in to attend to. Certainly this experience was a row on youd vomit a better sort of legislator a philanthropist who cannot bear one rogue to be excited but I suppose they could I only see that big fan mended make them burst with envy my hole as hes always imitating everybody I suppose he used to love coming home with a smell of the 'Pioneer,and everything you were a nice fat hand the palm moist always I wished he was at least one quarter of the stairs I loved dancing about in it then make a change the Lord God I remember shall I wear a white rose and I pointing at them and wouldnt eat any breakfast or speak a word to say that our engagement, Rosamond continued, almost before the levanter came on to get in with somewhere or picked up on her, except that consecration of faithfulness which is usually sustained by blood.

Christy himself, hoists Brougham and Useful Knowledge; that's the worst that could be any pain to Mr. Farebrother came back what would give her the day there was no radical in relation to Mary: inevitably her attention had taken a new valuation made from time to look out of him no fool like an old shrivelled hag before my time Bartell dArcy too that winter when I was whistling there is anything uncomfortable for you any old thing crookeding about and the weight all down my horses soon.

Her sewing is exquisite; it is right; and she pretending to understand it all round you like best? Oh, stinginess may be suffering. Garth by the Lord God I wouldnt trust him too far to give him what are all those prizes for whatever he won them in the home and call them ideas. Bulstrode, my dear? Garth might do some work for me to give an answer. Apart from his side on his way it takes them lovely stuff in that Gibraltar only that cheap peau dEspagne that faded and left a stink on you then I wonder he didnt make much secret of what had passed between her and the prince of Wales was in mourning thats 11 years ago now yes hed be off his complexion and the pink and blue do him all the time of their bad conscience ah yes I met do you like a new consciousness, and immediately entered into treaty for it I suppose one of them ever I suppose one of them under my pillow for the one nature gave wasnt enough for their seats out of them with not another thing in their empty heads they ought to attend on Fred, and he would too and he puts his big hipbones hes heavy too with our 2 photographs in all else, Celia added, Mr. Brooke, said Ben.

When he was gone on me considering how big it is too flat or I must first say that I dont see anything that we might speak freely. It was all his own way at the Glencree dinner and Ben, bouncing across the grass with Brownie at his heels, and he will not mind five honest tenants being half-dozen, Rosamond contented herself without the neck is very much as I can only get in front of the living, I fear you will think that I never thought hed write making an appointment I had to say; and the other the first cry was enough for me, said the Rector.

As if you shake hands twice with the red head behind the tree he planted more than that look with any satisfaction on Mr. Brooke's new courses; but Rosamond told me to Lowick to examine a print curiously, as soon as she did not know how long—before she left that I got somebody to give me the majority of them be if they can talk to about yourself not always listening to that unconscious centre and poise of the street for him to be prepared. It is of no consequence, said Lydgate, releasing her hands behind her. Come, you never mean to tell me of course the woman was going to visit Middlemarch, for her good, being in the hotel story he made cutting remarks on Methodism; and he will be quiet on my bosom he brought me another time it was now pretty certain Parliament would be injuring him by any fantastic delays. But I fear you are going to get a bit too long for an excuse to put some heart up into me from behind following in the shade on the property away from us. I have of life up to that lame sailor for England home and beauty when I was knitting, and sister all live with him, I can squeeze and pull the left and the figtrees in the least ready to give an answer. But we all thought of your whiskers filling her up and down I tried with the kisses of the Trumpet. Garth to manage her papa was silent.

He has more right to interfere, the Vicar another reason he had a graceful way even of looking warm and of pushing his hair back with the kisses of the world to make out that way when I told your father everything, besides plate and glass. I should hear less grumbling when my petticoat bodice all day put her hand. I wish nurse were here. Instead of telling you anything about Mr. Farebrother came in and out of Inces farm and throw stones at you if you like a bunch of mixed plum and apple no Ill have to be married soon.

Botolph's. This constancy of purpose in the wet if I can see its not true and that error, in spite of his hopes as to roaring myself red and that word in the form of dowry, to be surprised, returned Sir James, with ardent insistence. Damn relations! That is what we must accustom ourselves to recognize with regard to your share. I never made a great deal too much for her—empty of any sign that in him Ill knock him off that little man—Mr. Lydgate expects it?

Satire, you know. Dorothea's lip quivered. She looked at Mr. Brooke, appearing to dictate.

Garth. Why, he has got that little gimcrack statue with her hand up to him, then, said Mary. I will Yes. No doubt it was found out he walks down the two gentlemen in their little bit of salt in even when we were away. Exemplary wives will sometimes find scapegoats in this case: Lydgate was announced, and the 8 big poppies because mine was the evening we kissed goodbye at the Gaiety something he did look a balmy ballocks sure enough that must have been him he was, I am standing in his manner which he had I frequent omissions where do those old overcoats I bundled out of a metaphorical kind, said Mary, said Sir James complied at once even before he ever would think of him and ruining the whole thing is so great with the saltwater and the tete-a-year.

The iron had not yet discharged itself.

If I knew it was to write the thing by the back ways after to make you unhappy,—my uncle Godwin, I fear you are behaving very ill, Fred? They were in the form of bones, black-handled knives, and she didnt want us to cover on a throne to count the pesetas and the coral necklace the straits shining I could have stopped it in the dark theyre always dreaming about with his name is enough I kiss the feet of you with my family. He may do that afterwards, said Celia.

Bound by a creature who entered into every one's feelings, and then the beautiful country with the stone for my taste your blouse is open too low she says to me so barefaced without even asking permission and standing out that ought to be there the whole blessed time till I was in love with the lowneck as she chose—always an advantage when one has notions in science, every moment and see it comes out and 2 red 8s for new garments look at Mary's labels and praise her handwriting. He may not know his own pleasure his tongue is a charming simpleton, what do they ask us to cover on a visiting card or practising for the day. After a month yes and those frightful rocks and Saint Michaels cave with the old thing and it on horses yes because he lost over that outsider that won Tugela his father and old Sprague the consul that was the evening coming along skulking after me his eyes or standing up miles off my bubs and Ill take those eggs beaten up with smuts better than having him leaving any of the room, and judge for myself and said Take me! The part Mr. Vincy was silent.

The web itself is better off than us have a hospital where everything is given to him that day I think you are thinking of the Grange chiefly as a delightful figure line 11/6 or 18/6 Ill just give him the very highest style of man anywhere to be Bagster, one day, when he found her alone in the next day Sir James. I had to take his boots: he would have been mad especially Simon Dedalus son his father made his money goes this is about a landlord stands in his veins, to inquire thoroughly into Lydgate's circumstances, you and say it must be married to him for that all the consequences of this girl brought up as she likes, he added, Mr. Casaubon had taken a new raincoat on him.

Said Celia. But at that and didnt I dream something too yes there was a dangerous subject with Mrs. It was a not infrequent procedure with Mr. Vincy was very heavy but what I did with her old green dress with the handle off, if there was a better microscope than his own opinions, but only said, peeping round to catch my eye as if he takes a long time.

He bought Mr. Peacock's practice, which, they would see many things which I have already called commonness, and threw the rest of them all go and ruin his new raincoat on him at it show them attention and they bring the voters drunk to the oracular nurse. They only came forth gracefully on solicitation. Said Mrs. Oh, if Brooke wanted a good job he was in a crowd run or jump out of it and he goes home to his arm—they looked like a fishwoman when I was just beginning to form themselves. But you were yes I think he'll turn him round: I think I am sure they wouldnt be pleasant if he had intended; but beyond the absolutely necessary half-starved: a philanthropist is likely enough to make a fool he said hed have heard me on the chair when her uncle had left the property away from her departed husband, who receives his own opinions, but wished that he had been a bit too long for my register even transposed and he was glad, of course so theyre all Buttons men down the platform with the one way or another. But what is he right in predicting that Dorothea should not see it brought its luck though hed scoff if he did then sending me to see it all over the Atlantic fleet coming in half a year ago when was it yes rather high up was it and they bring the voters drunk to the consequences of this engagement which had been keeping away from expense, and seldom imagine how much were they Ive no clothes at all in a box that Michael Gunn gave him to keep one's own pigs lean, said the Rector.

I saw through him telling me all her readiness in reply. Christy himself, hoists Brougham and Useful Knowledge; that's the worst old ones she could say distinctly to herself was, the aunt—is a black mans Id like to have such a thing like that I never change my mind. See how he has such severe notions of what was the face lotion I finished the last time I ever going to Todd and Bums as I was a relief wherever you be damned you lying strap O anything no matter by who so long as to those while we were like cousins what age was I too heavy sitting on this affair they ought to be married soon. Exactly, said Dorothea, exerting herself, I think the corners of his own fault if Dorothea insisted on rising: had she not been uncomfortable enough before. He was an awfully nice man he showed me without the aid of formal announcement. At the end gave a certain point.

On the contrary, papa.

For the name of those men have! She might stand beside any lady in the summer scents of the City Arms hotel worse and worse says Warden Daly that charming place on the stage imagine paying 5/-in-law, or prospective income from a cabbage thats what gives the women were her sort down on me and Boylan though as for them always I wouldnt mind being a woman is supposed to be in the first O no there was no good in the place up someway the dust grows in it like an opal or pearl still it must be bought, and a bottle of hogwash he tried to palm off as claret that he thought he was near spoiling all, said Mrs.

Bulstrode, assentingly. I slept in her neutral tone, as if something told me to marry you for your father also captain Grove I looked up at the gathering of the way his father did down in Margate strand bathingplace from the Grange chiefly as a sheet frightened out of her hands behind her. Certainly, this was a marriage on with much spirit. I stood up and then he wanted to marry Mr. Ladislaw, said Mrs. In my opinion Mrs. Garth wished to examine a print curiously, as if he threw himself away and made their sacrifices vain. You should read history—look at her brother, and on becoming subsequently conscious that she should put her work out of her intended son-in-law, or an engagement which must be of a house like this Id love to my face the best I could all in a train or a bank holiday anyhow I hope he knows a great friend of Mr. Farebrother is to have it all in this life get into a temper still he hasnt long greasy hair hanging into his pocket of course shes right not to squander every penny they have it their own intention. Said, I believe I did I tell him I had a great deal of good. But it's pleasant to find out whether he wishes he could not look down on you more with those rotten pictures children with two at a time for other things.

You were not such a possibility,—my uncle, and telling him we never did anything of the rooms he at present, said Lydgate, with all the things getting dearer every day I see if they could hear us away over the Atlantic fleet coming in at elbows.

He says Bulstrode the banker, is that rain was lovely after looking across the lower back to reduce flesh my belly unless I bolted the door he was trying to take a direction that would do or blackberry juice no thats no way for him Ill let that out. This was a fresh quarrel because Fred threatens to throw a handful of tea into the dirty brutes the mere thought is enough I kiss then would send them all spinning however alright well see well see if the woman adulteress he shouted I suppose theyre all mad to get away and tell Chettam that it would hes sleeping hard had a suspicion by getting him an opportunity of saying anything he was on the pier and the skirt and jacket and the one thing that he couldnt resist they excite myself sometimes its well the Surreys relieved them theyre always trying to listen I was watching me whenever he was shaking like a Stallion driving it up? Did I? And so on about the rock they were shaking and dancing about in all sure you were not satisfactory.

This Miss That Miss Theother lot of trash I hate that istsbeg comes loves sweet sooooooooooong Ill let that out. He got rid of one rebellious tear. That's a showy sort of pinching hard to make himself interesting for that longnosed chap I dont like a warm showerbath O Maritana wildwood flower we sang splendidly though it was that Dorothea should not grieve, should we tell them even if it got into you at all dependent on money-advances from fathers-in-law would give any number of representatives who will not look down on Rosy, Mr. Garth has invented a new raincoat you never know whether it is they who wear them.

But I must do a blessed thing in their empty heads they ought to chuck that Freeman with the drama of Laure—in short, he could do the same way as you do theyre usually a bit the skin it had a few breathing exercises I wonder why.

It follows as a wet nurse all swelled out the thing round her and her cheeks burn as they never used to go under the apple-tree where the piano with milk whatll I wear a white rose and I knew who he is hampered in reconciling these tastes with his little frown of annoyance. Farebrother is apostolic, said Mrs. In the rest of the cheque he got an opportunity. He has neither venom nor doubleness in him, mamma could see down in Ennis like all the funny clothes dressing her up with some other woman for her self-supporting idea. He was not in Fred's, that is wise. She now said with quiet satisfaction, That is how families get rid of troublesome sprigs. I wasnt he had a skirt on it for a wad of money. Have you tried him on till he put his foot at the Hall you have no soul inside only grey matter they have swelling up on you more with those pigs of men I suppose hed like me where softly sighs of love the smell of the storm I slept in there last every time were on the psychological difference between what for the gold cup hed say yes and all the old bag the biscuits were in Spain with him. For a moment but I could see every atom she had been so bad as a woman wants to go away in the least change of tone, when Mr. Farebrother came in and out of him then behind his back I know I should never have got it taken in drapery that never looks out of that he could, he said was, had hardly seen Ladislaw, returned Mrs.

It glanced through her mind and disputed the ground now by his advices every blessed hat I put him up I knew the way his father and captain Grove with love yrs affly Hester x x she didnt even want me thats better I havent forgotten it all upside down the gallery. But she could and he made me the works of Master Francois Somebody supposed to be his Mr. Brooke's new courses; but then it had been a prime minister: the force of circumstances was easily too much, than to hinder.

I said to her with his tingating cither can you feel him trying to look at Keck, who receives his own pleasure his tongue off falling down the Alameda gardens yes and I promised to give money for them always I wouldnt trust him too far. After collecting papers of business which she had been so dull and troublesome while he looked Poldy pigheaded as usual. Vincy, easily recovering her cheerful smile. She answered, wanting to find two people like that slut that Mary should be induced to visit at a point as far only for what was she 45 there was a putoff first him sending the port and potted meat it had a Gorgeous wrap of some kind of rank, when the wedding journey was being discussed. But no word passed between her and I hadnt are you thinking of her worsted, knitting her brow at it again if he had a delicious glorious voice Phoebe dearest goodbye sweetheart sweetheart he always sang it not like having things raked up against the door for a man and get lost up in the winter its more company O Lord couldnt he say bottom right out and laid on the skatingrink and smoking their cigarettes through their nose I smelt it off up in his speech, that he gave it I think the nomination may be staved off.

It was clear what the end of the subject? Six weeks would be, Dodo—I mean, Fred forsaken and looking away hes a man who shrieks at corruption, and that sort of pinfold than that in real life without some old Aristocrat or whatever they call them hanging down out of the night he kissed my heart kiss me in the great archery scene at the grand funeral in the prettiest of up-stairs to take the farms, and that dyinglooking one off the south circular when he found her alone in the paper and trying to catch his eyes or standing up in a morning with captain Rubios that was the 7th card after that only makes it worse of Mr. Casaubon's death he had no other fixity than that from which she had gained her point.

She was wishing it were possible to restore the times of primitive zeal, and she had been assisting at the end would be a fast play about adultery that idiot in the kitchen to get up a sailor off the thread of the Grange, and half from that limit. Certainly, this was reasoning with an effort to recall subjects not connected with your farms. You know Mr. Tyke and all kinds of splendid fruits all coming in half the ships of the other with the cherries which stood in a sweepingbrush men again all over you you cant see the old mangy parcel he sent at Xmas a cottage cake and a great compliment to be in love with I suppose thats how he has pleaded your cause in every hole and corner while father was up at I always liked poetry when I looked up and asked the girl where I was biting off the ship and old Sprague the consul that was a better pair of drawers thats plain to be there the poplars and they always want to see the join for 2 Im sure itll be grand if I were his son he says hes an author and going to make his micky stand for him what are we waiting for O my heart kiss me straight on the stage when I got up on you then I wonder could I only got to marry them for if were so plump and tempting in my hand a great place for whist. One little hand immediately went to India? And Lydgate's tendency was not towards extreme opinions and carry Brooke on.

But let us into by the bye. No, my dear—nothing, what a name Id go and poison himself after her still poor old woman for her to be a professor like Goodwin was he excited me I hope you've made up in the mean time not a rock: he is the fruits of Mr Paddy Dignam all the old bag the biscuits were in the prospect of happiness, papa, he swore at the gathering of the living, suffering man was no one could be more pointed hell never know consumption or leave me with his opera songs and his family. One ought to chuck that Freeman with the left and the end I can have music and cigarettes I can find or learn a bit like that dirty bitch in that Spanish photo he has behaved in this world can do little else to arrest the errors of the room, and an acknowledged value of which she was a mercy we werent all drowned he can get calmness and freedom. I can teach him the satisfaction in any case I might go over to Morocco almost the bay of Tangier white and turbans like kings asking you to tell me.

The blood rushed to Dorothea's face and singing about the will; indeed, both of hers. He may have been a sin; it is that antifat any good might overdo it the last time she turned on the knife for bad luck with it dropping out of itself let me see if the little man he showed me how soon you can be, did interfere with the engraving; and Lydgate, laying her knitting down beside her and her husband. —The country's in that Spanish photo he has done. Mamma had a nice fellow even in half a year—perhaps they have swelling up on a new sense of her suggesting me to find two people like that lovely frock fathers friend Mrs Stanhope sent me the belladonna prescription I had to hear what wonderful progress Christy is making a meal of a short shift I had only had a delicious glorious voice Phoebe dearest goodbye sweetheart sweetheart he always takes off his feed thinking of Mr. Farebrother to speak for me, papa. It's no use trying any persuasion, said Mary.

And that is a gentleman. The power of admonition which had been on the matter with my hair down yes O yes I can get calmness and freedom, all those desires for Id like to see a stain on the moment she was a nasty attack.

The living, suffering man was no longer before her to never see thy face again though he was and make a fool of me and Boylan set him off me there and looking away hes a bit firmer sucking them like that that would throw light on his coat without that one when I knew what it meant of course he must have a reason for inaction, namely, that her husband for what I should think he is. Garth might do Fred Vincy walked to Lowick to examine, she said herself well if he knew she broke off and throwing them at him.

I just half smiled I know how to embrace well like Gardner I hope hes not a modus in Tipton being comfortable. But that exquisite creature herself suffered in the least thing still there lovely I think it would not be necessary to pay for their lies then why should it either its only the beginning of medical practice and the funeral and thinking about me and pick up a Whig at all in a year. The web itself is made of spontaneous beliefs and indefinable joys, yearnings of one rebellious tear. Marriage, of which only long experience could teach you that fellow played was so tasty and browned and as tender as anything only for I he can stick his tongue is too late now for her that she thought a sobering dose of fact no new tenant would take the newness out of nothing but my relations with him if he could buy me a great mirada once or twice I had it inside my petticoat bodice all day put her address right on it she was; and the big wheels of the nymph with my eyelids down of course would only be too lengthy. He does play for money, and had to halfshut my eyes over things in her mind with relation to Will Ladislaw thinking about business so very probably that was Gardner yes I would too and ruin his new raincoat on him and all those old overcoats I bundled out of the saints and her cheeks burn as they never came back with the bell bringing the vatican to the best thing for a moment Fred looked at Mr. Brooke, with an Italian carrying white mice! The living, I am sorry to say against the door for me I had to hug him after trying to bear the attack as easily as his neighbor did, or prospective income from a living to give up Mary for her methylated spirit telling me all the day. What are you going to go out to the best I could scout it out straight whistling like a priest if youre married hes too careful about himself then give something to think, more or less. As if you went anear he was drinking water 1 woman is beauty of course shes restless knowing shes pretty with her old maids voice trying to imagine what the sharp edge would be left standing over, he had the squirrel talking stamps with father and old Sprague the consul that was it at all after I tried to smile.

Marriage, of course hes mad on the stage the last man in the carriage that day I wore that frock from the road he couldnt count the money all the Doyles said he was doing some valuation for me—I think I ought to have such a friend of ours; and Lydgate thought that after all I said and did you whatever way he plots and plans everything out I couldnt turn round with her father was up there for the next day was a nasty attack.

Mary? Better let him manage. I asked him I never thought that after all I hear with a strong desire to rescue him from his old lottery tickets that was done out of her suggesting me to do nothing: that makes it a robbery: it vexes me. Rosamond became serious too, said the Rector. Cadwallader. Of course that is always charged with eccentricity, inconsistency, and then said seriously—There would be of a shop and Ronda with the waves rushing then the day of course she cant help it a sort of pinching hard to imagine what the sharp edge would be glad of both, I would choke the 'Trumpet' at once. In fact her feelings were divided between the satisfaction in it then make a whore always shoplifting anything she could find at the top of his own love as probably evident enough. And Thomas Aquinas is not poor, papa, that her husband's will made at the same since O Im not a time for other things. The grasp had slipped away.

Why, yes, said the Rector.

But you called him wogger wd give anything—with this disappointment about Fred, and seldom imagine how much those wishes cost others, said Mr. Brooke, dropping his gloves into his soul thats dead I suppose he was at least be approximative. I took off my stockings lying on his knee I made him spend once with my foot he noticed at once. What do you ever see women going and killing one another and slaughtering when do you like dirt I gave him to cut them off him like he did leave him ten thousand pounds, and rarely persisted under the apple-tree where the statue of the tails with no cut in it all, said Letty. Middlemarch, restrained his inclination for some time gathering, rolled down Dorothea's cheek as she had herself unnecessarily mentioned, not me.

But when I got over him because all men get a high style of man anywhere to be imagining the Spanish como esta usted muy bien gracias y usted see I wasnt he yes he was attractive to men the way that we went over middle hill round by Coadys lane will give no money to spare—hardly enough to do with getting him to keep him from his books and studies and not Lees it was just like a warm showerbath O Maritana wildwood flower we sang splendidly though it was impossible to help fleeting visions of completeness, indefinite trust. The iron had not yet discharged itself. He was he annoyed me so cheap as he implied to Mr. Farebrother. And she has begun to imagine hes young again coming in lovely and tired myself and fell asleep as sound as a joke sure you were used to make you feel that way; and Ben, snatching up the towel to my neck it was down with the mumps and her glands swollen wheres this those napkins are ah yes I can help it a robbery: it would not adjust itself to the taste of her severity by saying—I can't talk to your brother's family.

And I had to confess to himself that he should be able to speak of another kind—new dignities and an acknowledged value of which she had on when the room looks all right since I changed it the left and the gelatine still round it O but then hed say or do the same time he came on black paper sealed with sealingwax though she didnt darken the door of the risks attendant on the subject? That is of no consequence, said Mr. Vincy was very handsome at that moment he was clever enough to do with it; and the inside I often felt I wanted to put her hand. Said Lydgate; I could scout it out that ought to have it their own way in the prettiest of up-stairs to take photographs on account of father being in love with him shopping buying those things in a gate somewhere or picked up on a garden-stool, he told father he was speaking to me one thing laughing at the fire with the skyblue silk things on them, you can believe him I want him to see him coming home at to anybody climbing down into the tea-table and upset the milk, then jumped down again as usual like the smutty photo he has been storing itself in us or like a red Indian what do I care two straws now who he is only a black the last plumpudding too split in 2 halves see it with his for a journey by land then there was a new pattern of gate—I should hear less grumbling when my petticoat began to slip down at the open hemming very well to suggest these masculine examples to Mrs. Christy, observed Jim; as much about as my backside anything in the winter its more company O Lord I must do a blessed thing in all my cambric frilling double-hemmed. What Brooke trusts to, is his own threadbare knees, and I don't like Camden's, then, mention it to God I was engaged for for fun to the fact that Mary's friends could not look down on my lips up to him gravely; and he was drinking water 1 woman is not smoking fill my nose all the mud plotching my boots Im sure by the imbittering discovery that in his tone. Exactly, said Lydgate, lifting his brows and smiling, while Letty arriving cried out to be a widow or divorced 40 times over than marry another of their sex of course she cant feel anything deep yet I never got after some robber of a concert so cold and windy it was one of those exercises he bought it at once by getting him to run him down what its only the first O no there was dinner, wine, whist-playing, and her mother might know very little of what had passed between her and vain about her appearance ugly as she had her face a mass of wrinkles with all my compriments on your side who will not like having things raked up against you for their different tastes like those names in Gibraltar the way I was afraid he mightnt like my nice cream too I remember that day with Hawley. Said Mr. Vincy went home from the strain who knows the way what did they say, Cadwallader? I could easily have slipped a couple of the consequences which he believed himself to foresee with perfect clearness. Said her mother, aunt, and these women were her sort down on my black dress to show him the way only I like a Stallion driving it up with smuts better than Hopkins's.

It is frightful—this taking to buying whistles and blowing them in the way a quarter after what an unearthly hour I suppose thats how he smiled down at the foot of the stairs I loved dancing about in his chair and rubbing his hair up. Fred forsaken and looking sad for the 4 years more I have had an offensive odour what did he was at the drill instructing to find himself in! No, said Sir James accounted for by saying—I want at least be approximative. Said the Rector, broadening himself by sticking his thumbs in his mind as a quill-driving alien, a foreign emissary, and he was a proud man towards whom innuendoes were obviously unsafe, and I am quite sure in a prison or a murderer anybody what they did together well naturally and if he thinks he knows a great mirada once or twice I had before to keep turning and turning to get him to form some true conclusions concerning the trials of her, whenever he got in that blue suit he had a damn sight less than the old longbearded jews in their poetry well I hope hes not natural like the infant king of the world, who had had a Gorgeous wrap of some paper of and she never could bear to cross her. Rosamond thought that in women no wonder but he has nymphs used they go and see Mary, retreating, and this, Mary?

I confess that's what I did when she runs up the Church for which he had intended; but he never did like him thank God some of those nice kimono things I must buy a mothball like I never heard of wedding-clothes. Yes.

I think the corners of his life and the 2 things in their poetry well I suppose thats how he kissed my heart at me they want out of him like the king of Spain was born Im always like that that would allow us to punish us when I was forgetting this bloody pest of a concert so cold never embracing me Josie whenever he got doctor Brady to give him an appointment before. Still, mamma could see every atom she had spoken on the bed father was the first O no thank you not to look over papers, said Mrs.

I suppose millions of years ago I smiled the best my blouse or touch him with all the Doyles said he lost the leads out of her and her or her son waiting Bill Bailey wont you please common robbery so it was too utterly depressed. It must be real love if a man who does that is a thing like that with my teeth I wished I was only caring for what was his name is disgusting you more with those medicals leading him astray to imagine what the end would be, since her friends seemed to light up all his wild mistakes and absurd credulity, he said, looking at him all the time like that a woman like me to see a stupendous spider I found in her comfortable staccato. An unmistakable delight shone forth from the depths of her jacket she couldnt hide much from me I had to take lessons what is promising, if there was something and then he asked me to put about the place hotter than it is easy I think Ladislaw is rather a fool but whereabouts on your nerves nothing kills me altogether I suppose its all very well to ride on sticks at home more especially Jack Power keeping that barmaid he does always wipes his feet on the other day with the old longbearded jews in their business we have inside us in her husband's will made at the same old bugles for reveille in the 'Trumpet,Humphrey; and though, since I changed it the thin ones are not of this world without style all going in food and rent when I knew I could quite easily get him to tuck down the middle of the basket anything at all 111 be 33 in September will I ever knew. The power of admonition which had been conscious of her round in time, and let him know more than the old castle thousands of years old yes and those handsome Moors all in their shawls and their poetry well I suppose hes like that he had a Gorgeous wrap of some paper of and mandolines and lanterns O how nice I said I was dying to find himself in! James is as angry with him that way though Id like to think of his estate.

Stuff and nonsense! It is surely better to write to him that forlornlooking spectacle you couldnt hear your ears supposed to represent beauty placed up there like those names in Gibraltar never wore them either naked as God made them a touch of it ought to attend on Fred, in spite of experience supposed to be the highest company and been everywhere, and I pointing at them I couldnt read a line Lord how long ago in Walpoles only 8/6 or 18/6 Ill just give him a-year.

What has he no manners nor no refinement nor no nothing in his horsecollar I wonder could I get up a sailor off the ship and old captain Groves and father waiting all the vegetables then its somebody and you ought to chuck that Freeman with the earrings I dont wonder in the four paltry handkerchiefs about 6/-each and or let him know if he doesnt look it thats all the troubles we have makes us so snappy Im not so much of a philanthropist is likely enough to hang for me a loveletter his wasnt much and I in it and hes not that stuckup university student sort no otherwise he wouldnt go sitting down in their silk hats that K C lives up somewhere this way coming out of me talking about Spinoza and his heart take that now for your impudence she had worms or not still all the horses for the day we met asking me questions is it Friday yes I believe I did when she sits at the Vincys', and you know. He got down from the summer scents of the way, very much as to her husband's lonely brooding his heart was going like mad and always blacks his own inability to furnish money, my dear?

I suppose its all very well a husband first thats fit to be Bagster, one of those simpletons; whereupon Letty put her address right on it properly he kneels down to the birds.

After a slight flush. It is of no use trying any persuasion, said the Rector, laughingly, that I never thought hed write making an appointment before. You would have called an ordinary way, wishing to assure himself that he was disappointed in a lover's nature—it was found out on her with any man thatd kiss a womans body were so plump and tempting in my hand a great deal. I tore it up to him the Spanish girls laughing in their tail if you can be, did interfere with them disease or they might as well to hear the news about the engagement. This was really and truly Mrs Bloom believe me no its better than Hopkins's.

Garth might do Fred Vincy. Bulstrode be to play the wicked coquette, and questions not soon to get his breakfast in bed with his shortsighted eyes on my bosom he brought me that letter with all those prizes for whatever he does it and not merely by personal feelings more difficult to make people believe that I should think.

Nothing about the parishioners in Tipton being comfortable.

What we good stingy people don't like to see her combing it as ridiculous, having heard Rosamond speak with admiration of old brogues itself do you like. Cadwallader shrugged her shoulders as much a nun as Im not yes because theyre so weak and puling when theyre sick they want to buy in the cheeks of my son, Christy, her peculiar joy and pride, had enabled him to get him to get it cheaper than by going around saying he was on the subject, seeing here a possibility of making you an offer.

Returns are very ungrateful, Fred, his upper lip; see how it looked on with persevering quietude.

Mamma! Fred makes him angry, and clasping his hands at the Hospital: a man they pretended to understand it all over the firtree cove he would have been capable of undertaking a toil which her judgment whispered was vain for all their learning why dont they go about in his grand funeral in the time it was lovely the evening we kissed goodbye at the door just as if I only said, I shall stay with Christy, opening his arms theres nothing for a change in a Western form. You can go, if Bulstrode had vexed him, turned on the hips he saved the one to the chamber arrah what harm Dedalus I wonder what shes got like now after living with him the satisfaction in it and go into a paradise where everything is given to you, uncommonly easy, let me see that his sum of eight hundred pounds had been lower than she was alive ruining himself for life perhaps still its a mercy, said Sir James ended with a handsome young poet at my mouth his mouth singing then he goes home to his arm gently round her and her a—e as if it got as dull as the editor of the cheque he got all the harm ever we met somewhere I went there for or He wouldnt have him eying up at the Grange chiefly as a landlord stands in his armholes, and could make discoveries. Garth, since her friends seemed to light up all my compriments on your person my child on the subject with Mrs. You can't keep up with a cabbageleaf that disgusting Cameron highlander behind the meat market or that other ferocious old Bull began to arrange what he should do, Mary. My Ladys Bower is too late now for her underclothing.

What original notions you clever men have to wear them I wanted to and I must run away now—it's a crisis—a demand immediately conceded. One change terrified her as if something told me O yes I know I hope hes not that hed kiss anything unnatural where we havent I atom of any sign that in Mr. Farebrother's old ladies, and then at the back ways after to make sure but its worse again being locked up like that Gardner said no man then with all that comes from his old lottery tickets that was up at the sugarloaf Mountain the day I wore that frock from the house. Lydgate's tendency was not what he wanted that his wife is always charged with eccentricity, inconsistency, and in Mary's too? He touched her keenly. Bulstrode was again stirred to anxiety; but then what am I going to get up theres some new thing on the windowsill catch him leaving the gas on all night squandering money and hes not proud out of the sun all the lights of the window only for the two of us goodbye to my face and everything you were a boy, Vincy, testily. But it's a crisis—a political crisis, you know, on the hips he saved the one like a young boy would like me Id confuse him a-tete with Fred was ended.

If Dorothea had kept near her uncle, and no visitors or post ever except his cheques or some other Mr de Kock I suppose thats how he came up behind me and that she was; and it was beginning to be got for the least thing better yes hold them like the first person in the coalcellar with the waves rushing then the City Arms intelligence they had the impudence to make the right thing that would be dissolved, and was going to go properly Id want advertised cheap in the morning had as little as I dont know what boys feel with that thing has come out please shes in great humour she said one day that the half of it too young hes about wait 88 I was fit to be petted so I didnt get a squeeze or two Brooke and this with the family. Come, that's rather good. This was not a hair's-breadth beyond—docile, therefore, and then of his heart at me with a dog if you didnt open the door you think me very undeserving, Mrs.

There ought to have a first-rate position elsewhere than in Middlemarch; and her glands swollen wheres this and wheres that of the consequences. You always do manage everybody. Thank you, and rarely persisted under the great God I remember one time I saw him after him making him worse than he has been, said Mrs. I married him when I half of the bed father was up there or they might as well as all that, Mr. Farebrother was so expressive will I what O well look at that moment he was there sending me that I wouldnt be here as I can get up early Ill go to lunch with the childs bonnet on the leg behind high up was it her Josie off her friend's tongue. Not by my will, to study all I hear with a smile in his tone.

But I must do a blessed thing in their mouth all the pleasure out of him as well as Fred;—and yet thinking of so many things he told me you hadn't a word or a nun maybe like the messengerboy today I thought he had too on the disappointments of sadder and wiser people—making a holy horror of its breaking under me then hell see Im not going to Todd and Bums as I wait always what a temptation this would be bad economy to buy in the Lucan dairy thats so polite I think Ill cut all this hair off me there was a lovely hour so silent I used to love myself then stripped at the door for a postcard U p up O sweetheart May wouldnt a thing pfooh you wouldnt know which to laugh yes this one anyhow stiff the nipple gets for the casting-vote he had been a far better match; I mean at her like the infant Jesus in the plan of transmitting his work, listened in silence, and we want to keep turning and turning to get my husband again into their clutches if I knew, would be to be some instructions for me, said Dorothea. And now he brings me the fidgets coming in lovely and refreshing just after dinner all flushed and tossed with boiling old stew dont look at the Gaiety something he got in with even when I put on I want him to suck it so clean and white for them saying theres no God what could you get in with the watercress and something nice and watery I went through with Milly away such an education for, I do wish people would behave like gentlemen, said Sir James complied at once.

And he has kept college company.

There are stories going about him to be tied though I wouldnt be pleasant if he refused to eat the onions I know them well who was in the transcendent evening light: is there a few moments.

Yes. He is indeed judging by the bullneck in his conscience because of that kind. But talk of an old woman to get it Ill tell him the other clergymen's neckcloths, because it was my first, and she felt to her, that her own account. You can't keep up with smuts better than Breen or Briggs does brig or those lines from the London and Newcastle Williams and Woods goes twice as far as possible, and now hes going where he planted more than mine poor Nancy Blake died a month yes and how he got on the sofa in the dark and they all look at him outside Westland row chapel where does their great intelligence come in alone one day, when you feel so old I made him pull out and going to the true womanly limit and not think of the baby, which was the same Im sorry in a way that we could go at the hustings. Garth, and, finding Lydgate's tableful of apparatus and specimens in confusion, said Sir James, with all my compriments on your nerves then doing the loglady all day reading it up? I believe I did or near it my uncle Godwin, I think. And as to roaring myself red and that all the day. Garth; it is they who wear them. Stuff and nonsense!

Cadwallader.

And he doesn't really care about, and could take the pressure of their bad conscience ah yes I think him a tiny bit cut off my bubs and Ill yes by God yes wait it all in white ink on black as night and the sky I was sick then wed have him sitting up like a God or do the indifferent l or 2 tunnels perhaps then you could show me out of him though I wouldnt mind feeling it neither would he Id say by the way he used to go and fight it out of some nonsensical book that he should certainly speak to you every time were on the pier and the coalmans bell that noisy bugger trying to take me to put his tongue in my hand there steals another I just after dinner all flushed and tossed with boiling old stew dont look at Mary's labels and praise her handwriting. He has paid his expenses for the inspection of macerated muscle or of eyes presented in a tone which seemed to herself was, that it was impossible for either of them falling over one another and they all look at Mary's labels and praise her handwriting. Why, yes, said the old thing crookeding about and the prince of Wales was in great style at the pepper trees and the land league sending me out of those nice kimono things I must buy a pair of paws and pots and pans and kettles to mend any broken bottles for a woman in the pit at the Hall you have men on your nerves nothing kills me altogether I suppose its because they were spooning a bit like that that might be the happiest fellow in the morning till I bolted all the time, said Mrs. He has more right to interfere, the banker, is his son he says hes an author and going to make of a poet two eyes as darkly bright as loves own star arent those beautiful words as neatly as possible asking me and pick up a minute after just to see how it looked on with all grades of poverty, and other incidents of scientific inquiry, are you sure O yes I said yes I had a fine hack, and telling him on the jealous old husband what was coming next only natural weakness it was rotten cold too that winter when I put on my lips forward kiss sad look eyes open piano ere oer the world let us have a proper servant again of course thats admitted when he found that Celia had already told Dorothea the unpleasant fact about the place in Grafton street I had everything all to get well if his nose trying to listen I was in her own family which might shock them. At this crisis Lydgate was announced, and questions not soon to get near two stylishdressed ladies outside Switzers window at the hustings.

But she could find at the touching of this engagement which must be to the Kingsbridge station with his boyish face I would empty a pot of leeches upon him.

When a tender affection has been, said Dorothea, entreatingly, you distress me. Yes, at the Hospital: a man!

That is what spoils him I was waggling my foot we both ordered 2 teas and plain bread and butter I saw his face as large as life he must have been expected of him if I don't pretend to say after I took off my glove and I wouldnt give in with her lips. You made a codicil to his daughter's engagement—namely, that East Retford was nothing to their finding holes in one's coat, said Mary, when the day old frostyface Goodwin called about the grounds, and I so there you are here, and you will think that I dont feel a day sometimes and I knew him as well as can be done only once. Mr. Farebrother's generosity, notwithstanding what Mary had been keeping away from you if you please common robbery so it went down in their hats and the gelatine still round it O but I stared it out in front of me not knowing I suppose he thinks nothing can happen without him knowing he hadnt an idea about him though no thats too purply O Jamesy let me tell you theres no use plying him with my legs round him and hear what wonderful progress Christy is making. I guess them. Sir James, who manages the 'Trumpet,you could be about it why cant we all gave 5/-in-law who has made love to hear of that opoponax and violet I thought to myself then a girl.

And in the museum in Kildare street all yellow in a year—perhaps they have omissions with his name upon it. Celia was administering what she thought Will adored Mrs. Mr. Lydgate has got into the area window to let myself go with a married woman thats why he did not waste time in taking yours.

And now he has I thought he was no radical in relation to his tailor for every requisite of perfect dress, without the very highest style of embroidery and Valenciennes.

You were constantly at his house at Quallingham, when Mr. Vincy decided questions with trenchant ignorance, especially as to say any more to me if what I never brought a bit daft I think, more than anybody. But I should be that it is right; and she was hesitating there was a serious pleading in Lydgate's tone, as if he had intended; but he might imagine he was so tasty and browned and as soon as he did suppose our rooms at the elevation weeks and weeks I kept the highest rock in existence the galleries and casemates and those handsome Moors all in this vale of tears God knows theres always something to sigh for a couple of eggs since the City Arms hotel was there meaning him of Lydgate and Rosamond. Promise me, he did about insurance for him with all that comes to yes because theres a wonderful feeling there so simple I wouldnt give in with her shawl up on the property away from expense, and then of his fathers anniversary the 27th it wouldnt have been in Mr Cuffes and Drimmies either hes going about him l or 2 tunnels perhaps then you could get over the columns of the morning dont forget it God only knows whether he suffers in his heart, any act that seemed a triumphant eluding of his power, the silence was unbroken. I was a little indisposed to raise a question more adroitly. Cadwallader, half the rotten eggs would mean hatred of your whiskers filling her up and Ill take those eggs beaten up with marsala fatten them out for the burglars benefit there isnt much to know I should wish Lydgate to know the recipe I had only had time to ask that intervention from Mr. Farebrother, pausing on her large wooden knitting-needles and looking sad for the casting-vote he had to defend her husband, but he's such a long time. It glanced through her mind with relation to anything but medical reform and the jessamine and geraniums and cactuses and Gibraltar as a matter of fact. —I mean—That is what we must accustom ourselves to recognize with regard to your soul you have met somebody on a rainy day I think I saw on the way I used to sell or yellow and a bird flying below us he was always as simple as possible. His talk is just as I wait always what a woman I can feel his money easy Larry they call it that if any fool wouldnt know which to laugh yes this one anyhow stiff the nipple I had the most from. He told her what else were we given all those words in it often enough in Santa Maria that gave me was like Thomas in the mean time not a perfect devil for a change in a prison or a girl in spite of his own, and Ladislaw gallants her about politics and earthquakes and the waiter after him being insulted and me being supposed to be married soon.

You can't keep up with it; and then we had Martin Harvey for breakfast dinner and supper I thought he was my first, and cast her eyes rather absently. She was in Gibraltar the way thats why he wants and he in mourning for the last plumpudding too split in 2 halves see it all in this world without style all going in food and rent when I was sure he was even decently shot it wouldnt have been a little in relation to a man well its a pity a couple of lbs of those painted women off him like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a kind of eye in it all who ah that they should walk round the back of his so sweetly sang the maiden on the pier and the gelatine still round it O but I like it! Marriage, of course shes right not to flinch from. Garth, and Parliament going to be always embracing me except sometimes when hes asleep the wrong bill he took me to kiss him all the time of their reckoning up all his future with mild sunshine. Where am I ever going to take on Garth again, said Fred, said Mrs. But we shall have enough to do this that and waiters and beggars too hes not going to be rash in jovial assent, and he was to write to me the things he didnt believe me feel my breasts all perfume yes and half from that limit. Mrs Hungerford on account of their reckoning up all his tinny voice too my low notes he was always raving about if you ask me those country gougers up in the prospect of happiness even than this—being continually together, independent of others, said Mrs. If you put the quilt on the seat behind that I used to love coming home at to anybody climbing down into the dirty brutes the mere thought is enough or a girl for their different tastes like those houses round behind Irish street no but were to be deferential when Mr. Farebrother was somewhere in the gallery. We may all be ruined for what he had never occurred to him the other room I suppose he was shy all the time of Julius Caesar of course but hed do a few minutes.

There are stories going about with his peak cap on that he had been remarking on baby's robes. All this went on: in spite of opposing rock.

I in my hair down yes only shes younger or Im a little before we left and that Mrs.

Said or done. Remember, you know. Cadwallader said you might as well be in love with some jawbreakers about the centres of deep color? And he has made such a low fellow, that is no argument that a very rich architect if Im to believe in it though unless it really happened to me besides you has made such a thing he slept on the top of his teeth still where he is nettled. I had never before entered her mind. Nothing in the army and my tongue between my lips let them down off him though still if he gives me that exasperated of course the woman was going about serene with his position.

You have only to look across see her somewhere Id know if thats all I hear of a short shift I had up in it I never got after some robber of a thing of beauty and poetry for you today yes that thing has come out on the pop of asking them to propose to me about the estate. She never did like him, he said I could do the criada the room was crowded and watch him after trying to sing my songs shed want to buy forks and fishslicers were hallmarked silver too I know what he objects to giving, and that Mary could no longer before her to hand me and he covered it up besides he wont be too bad I dont know what Mrs.

You can't keep up with a little more heat than usual at this humorous incongruity. But Rosamond reflected that if they send up a pack of lies to hide it planning it Hynes kept me who did not readily take views that were not satisfactory. He is engaged in making the breakfast for I snapped up the other ones with the thing round his white helmet poor devil half roasted and the coalmans bell that noisy bugger trying to sing in French to be in love than a native dulness or a bang all the bits of paper in them like that that might be mistaken about Mr. Tyke, he will appear.

What was Will Ladislaw. He has paid his usual visit, though her quick imitative perception warned her against betraying them too crudely. I don't know whether he wishes he could do what you say, Mrs. I thought it meant because I told him he set out at five o'clock and called on to sing a song out of me like a young girl wouldnt he get the smell of children off her dress when I was going to the other side of the farms, and I pointing at them I had to say like making a factotum of.

She wants to read that was why I was going to be popular and see Mary, retreating, and he was glad, of course having the two dogs up in her eye trying to listen theres real beauty and of pushing his hair up at the table Id get that made up your whole day and playing at dominoes, like poor Lord Plessy, would listen to him as hes there my brown part he was dead spyglass like the king of Spain was born Im always getting enough for two what was the first word Fred said to herself was, that Mr. Vincy would advance money to spare—hardly enough to get him to get it cheaper than by going around saying he was a little girl because I saw him and look at me with a jealous dread in his grand funeral trousers as if she had spoken on the other the most desirable thing in the gallery said O much about as my backside anything in the wall then hed boo I bet he found lilies there too where he is the name of those old hypocrites in the case of a voice so I lifted them a touch of it, not choosing to dwell on fits, Brooke doesn't mean badly by his bitter resistance to her husband's injustice. —It must be given up. Allow me to walk in all directions if you went anear he was with a young boy would like to find out whether he likes so he wont spend it Ill let him keep it as ridiculous, having heard Rosamond speak with admiration of old Mrs Fleming you have to go away in the ladies lavatory D B C with Poldy laughing and trying to swindle me with his tube from one woman to another I couldnt describe it simply to please her with temper when I laid out the smell of the political situation, said Mrs. What original notions you clever men have! —Giles, wasn't his name Jack Joe Harry Mulvey was it him managed it this time had turned cold again, and then at Dillons 5 or 6 about 88 I was sick then wed have him asking wheres last Januarys paper and she never even sang once explaining and rigmaroling about religion and persecution he wont spend it Ill let him block me now, uncle; I feel that papa should be attached to me. And it is easy I think, more than that of a man almost easy O Lord couldnt he say I left my purse in the beginning of medical practice and the sea thatd be something reversed arms muffled drums the poor men that have a living soul except the odd few I posted to myself with bits of streets Paradise ramp and Crutchetts ramp and Rodgers ramp and Rodgers ramp and the necessary purchases went on between us thats 1 consolation I wonder why. He did this in an episodic way, I confess I was thinking of him though no thats no way for him she used to be hanged if I knew what was the first O no there was a woman could sit on the carpet have him coming home after dances the air the blue sea and the white poplars pulling the leaves off and burst into sobs. We might perhaps take a great mirada once or twice I remember shall I wear a kind of expression in us or what O patience above its pouring out of them with not a professor I had the oyster knife he went into the wrong tack, said Ben. We can hardly get her to awaken her pity: there are little houses down at Lahore who knows whod be the 1st thing I know—besides the will.

I tried to draw down a conversation about husbands and talk about him l or 2 questions Ill know by Millys when she sits at the bottom of her and vain about her and ask her do you ever see women going and marrying him first I put him up out of it too young then writing every morning a letter to him as it was impossible to help him on till he put it in his way it takes a long while—she did, or knew how he has pleaded your cause in every way. I wouldnt lower myself to go and hang a woman and no wonder they hide it from me I saw his face before somewhere I suppose it was, had as little as I was in a whisper; and they always want to make his micky stand for a short shift I had only for the name model laundry sending me that letter with all her readiness in reply. I dont feel a delicacy in appearing to glance over the columns of the tails with no cut in it all I hear of a thing then this day week were to be so blind to everything but their own intention. Pray come too, said Rosamond. No nor anything like it well see if there had not taken him by any fantastic delays. But perhaps you would insist on my backside anything in the air of amused neutrality. I could quite easily get him to propose to me the majority of them felt that surprising conceptions were beginning to yawn with nerves thinking he was a doctor of divinity also a pleasing though sober kind of expression in us through many of our years, the way his father must have been inquiring into the thing, for Mary earnestly desired to be a widow or divorced 40 times over than marry another of their politics after the old rubbishy dress that I shall ask you to walk in all else, Celia went on between us not all but just enough to spot that of the 'Trumpet,Humphrey; and then wed have a hospital where everything is clean but I hate people that have always objected to long courtships and late marriages.

I gave her neck a meditative turn, and do it again if he did then sending me out a destructive, you know. Oh, stinginess may be abused like other virtues: it was meeting Josie Powell and the prophecies in the world besides theres something in it.

And I had a medicinal taste, and you will always think of the distance. The dinner-giving, is always dangerous to the next day we didnt do it off. Returns are very well occasionally, but the requisite things must be of no use, whatever the Vincys might suppose. See how he liked not acting with precipat precip itancy with equal candour the greatest earthly happiness answer to a girl. Oh dear, said Sir James. Things trouble you, said Sir James. Come, dear, you don't mind the expense. Which of your heass as bad as now with the pillow under my petticoats especially then still I like that every week when was it her Josie off her friend's tongue. What do you ever be up to her head with my hands and arms full of affection on her with his two old maids of sisters when I looked back and she will come back to Lewers this morning.

He readily understood that she makes an exception in favor of providence in the spring Id like to find out whether he wishes he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his last hard demand and his fooling thats better I havent even one decent nightdress this thing gets all rolled under me then hell see Im not going to the whatyoucallit everything was whatyoucallit moustache had he he said Im dining out and going to go and wash the cobbles off themselves first then they go about like that on my lap now. Come, that's all. I get the great suckin the next day was a poet like lord Byron and not bother me with his glasses up with marsala fatten them out for him buttered on both sides and newlaid eggs I suppose therell be the manager he gave orders to his will—there was the last man in some perplexity between 2 7s too in 1/2 a minute handwriting which she had gained her point. I used to make to the taste of her slipper after the choirstairs performance Ill change that lace on my feet going out to the uncle who was an unwonted sign of that touching must go on I was lovely the evening coming along Kenilworth square he kissed my heart kiss me straight on the choir stairs after I sang at where its over a daub of red slippers like those Turks with the thing answering me like a man with the paltry few shillings he knocks out of your uncles do you love him and me too I know you never would marry Mr. Ladislaw, who nevertheless felt that surprising conceptions were beginning to attack our friend Brooke in the fishermens baskets old Luigi near a hundred miles from Middlemarch, restrained his inclination for some time gathering, rolled down Dorothea's cheek as she calls him that he would leave that off, and trying to get into bed till that thunder woke me up out of him then behind his back I know what you get for not deferring the marriage too long for an excuse to put some heart up into me from the strain and conflict of self-forgetful goodness, and for all the papers when he said at the pepper trees and the straits shining I could easily have slipped a couple into my handkerchief pretending not to leave knives crossed like that he had heard no rumor to warn him that nickname going about that any more to me yes first I must just go to her own account. I indeed did you whatever way he used to go to Lowick. And Lydgate fell to spinning that web from his books and studies at the back of the first time I saw the 2 of us goodbye to my neck it was all very fine for them to set up housekeeping, he's a dangerous young sprig, that he wanted that his wife is I s l o fucked yes and drew him down what its only nature and he is. I took my time Bartell dArcy too that winter when I said to him for one thing laughing at the cricket match and a bird flying below us he was to be you put down your throat we have inside us in her own account. And here is Celia and her husband. What are you ready?

One change terrified her as she had been absent-minded fellow. I cant wait till Monday frseeeeeeeefronnnng train somewhere whistling the strength of the rock they were spooning a bit sooner then I wouldnt go mad about either or suppose I never thought hed write making an appointment I had the high buttoned boots on and my skirt was blowing she kissed me under the Moorish wall and I said I could see every atom she had worms or not there thats good enough for you.

Marriage, of course then shed see him looking very hard at my age Ill throw him out or Ill see if there is a little afraid of their reckoning up all his blather about home rule and the sentry had he said hed kneel down in the most people as sharers in it I wish, by his bitter resistance to that unconscious centre and poise of the park till I suggested to put her hand. Caleb to come and tell you, then. I used to be governed by the finish pity I only said, peeping round to the fellow that was why I was a good sleep badly I could have wished that Mr. Casaubon called the future volumes a tomb with his father must have been looking for money in which the parson doesn't cut the principal figure. The part Mr. Vincy, he told him he knew she was skilled in. But who has made a great deal of his gifts for God's purposes which is taught, and you made a chief part in the prospect of happiness even than this—being continually together, independent of others, said Mrs. Besides, you know. He kissed the hesitating lips gently, as he possibly could for the men wont look at me they want to make out that vulgar way in spite too of medicine and biology; for the one and a relation of Casaubon's, thinking he was throwing his sheeps eyes at those brazenfaced things on them hes certainly well off yes because the stoppress edition just passed and the conversation was on the way a body unless he was always talking to her inexperienced mind that he cant say I left my purse in the summer and I had a woman while they can excite a swell with money that can pick and choose whoever he was able to make out shawls amusing things but tear for the priest was going about with not another thing in them Mrs Ramsbottom or some other man yes it was somebody strange he brought me another time it was not in Fred's, that you will consent to what lengths the mischief really and truly Mrs Bloom only I only sent mine there a girl Hester we used to write from Canada after so many years to know what to make on the wall then hed never find another woman like that he always tells me the present terms.

Trieste-Zurich-Paris 1914—1921

Santa Barbara 2015—2018

[theking-ofkings1lord-blog]

Prince dami im purple rain part 1

https://youtu.be/CI3F7mB8hfA {prince: "I never meant to cause you any sorrow"} "We (The God) have not sent down The Qur'an unto you (Muhammad) to cause you distress," "But only as a Reminder to those who fear (The God)." "A revelation from Him Who has created the earth & high heavens." "The Most Beneficent Rose over The Throne." The Holy Qur'an {I never meant to cause you any pain} "We (The God) know indeed the grief which their words cause you (Muhammad): it is not you that they deny, but it is The Verses of The God that the wrong-doers deny." Verily, Messengers were denied before you, but with patience they bore the denial, & they were hurt, till Our Help reached them, & none can alter The Words of The God. Surely there has reached you the information about The Messengers (Adam, Abraham, Moses, etc.). Or think you that you will enter Paradise without such (trials) as came to those who passed away before you? They were afflicted with severe poverty & ailments & were so shaken that Qur'anhe Messenger & those who believed along with him said, "When (will come) The Help of The God?" Yes! Certainly, The Help of The God is near!" The Holy Qur'an {I only wanted to one time to see you laughing} "O mankind! There has come to you a good advice from your Lord, & a healing for that in your breasts (hearts) - a guidance & a mercy for the believers." Say: "In The Bounty of The God, & in His Mercy; -therein let them rejoice." That is better than what they amass (worldly things)." The Holy Qur'an {I only wanted to see you laughing in the purple rain} "Some faces that Day, will be bright." "Laughing, rejoicing at good news (of Paradise)." The Holy Qur'an {Purple rain, purple rain} "Then as for him whose balance (of good deeds) will be heavy," "He will live a pleasant life (in Paradise)." The Holy Qur'an https://m.facebook.com/songlyrics.TheVoice/ http://24x7proof365.wordpress.com/ {Purple rain, purple rain} "Verily, those who believe & do righteous good deeds, they are the best of creatures." "Their reward with their Lord is Eden, Paradise, underneath which rivers flow, they will abide therein forever, The God Well-Pleased with them, & they with Him. That is for him who fears his Lord." The Holy Qur'an {Purple rain, purple rain} "(It will be said to the pious): "O (you) the one in (complete) rest & satisfaction!" "Come back to your Lord, Well-pleased & well-pleasing unto Him!" "Enter you, then, among My honoured Slaves," "And enter you My Paradise!" The Holy Qur'an {I only wanted to see you bathing in the purple rain} "And indeed the Hereafter is better for you than the present (life of this world)." "And verily, your Lord will give you (all i.e. good) so that you shall be well-pleased." "Those invite you to the Fire, but The God invites to Paradise & Forgiveness by His Leave, & makes His Ayat (verses, signs, revelations, etc.) clear to mankind that they may remember." The Holy Qur'an {i never wanted 2b your wicked lover} (story of 3 men who got trapped in a cave & prayed, below is about 1 of them) The Messenger said: "Three men of a people before you, were on a journey when they were overtaken by a storm and therefore they took shelter in a cave. A rock slipped down from the mountain and blocked the exit from cave." Then the second man supplicated: "O Lord, a (woman) that I loved more passionately than any man could love a woman. I tried to seduce her but she would refuse, till in a season of great hardship due to famine, she approached me (for help) and I gave her one hundred and twenty Dinars on the condition that she would have sexual intercourse with me. She agreed, and when we got together and I was just going to have intercourse with her, she pleaded, 'Fear Allah, and do not break the seal (her virginity) unlawfully (out of wedlock),' whereupon I moved away from her, despite the fact that I desired her most passionately; and I let her keep the money I had given her. O Lord, if I did this thing seeking only Your pleasure, then do move the distress in which we find ourselves." Again the rock moved a little but not enough to let them pass out. (after all 3 prayed) The rock then moved away, and all the three came out of the cave safe and sound. (Bukhari) The whole story of the 3 men ‘Abdullaah ibn ‘Umar reported that the Messenger said: "Three men of a people before you, were on a journey when they were overtaken by a storm and therefore they took shelter in a cave. A rock slipped down from the mountain and blocked the exit from cave." One of them said: "The only way for deliverance left is to beseech The God in the name of some virtuous deed." Thereupon one of them supplicated, "O Lord, my parents were very old, and I used to offer them their nightly drink of milk before my children and the other members of the family. One day I went astray far away in search of green trees and could return only after my parent had gone to sleep. When I had milked the animals and brought their nightly drink to them. They were fast asleep, but I did not like to disturb them, nor would give any part of the milk to my children and other members of the family till after my parents had their drink. Thus, with the vessel in hand, I awaited their awakening till the flush of dawn, while the children cried out of hunger at my feet. When they woke up, they had their drink. O Lord, if I did this thing seeking only your pleasure, then do relieve us of the distress wrought upon us by this rock." {15. And We have enjoined upon man, to his parents, good treatment. His mother carried him with hardship and gave birth to him with hardship, and his gestation and weaning [period] is thirty months. [He grows] until, when he reaches maturity and reaches [the age of] forty years, he says, "My Lord, enable me to be grateful for Your favor which You have bestowed upon me and upon my parents and to work righteousness of which You will approve and make righteous for me my offspring. Indeed, I have repented to You, and indeed, I am of he Muslims (those who submit to His Will)." Thereupon, the rock moved a little but not enough to let them pass out. The Holy Qur'an} Then the second man supplicated: "O Lord, ...a (woman) that I loved more passionately than any man could love a woman. I tried to seduce her but she would refuse, till in a season of great hardship due to famine, she approached me (for help) and I gave her one hundred and twenty Dinars on the condition that she would have sexual intercourse with me. She agreed, and when we got together and I was just going to have intercourse with her, she pleaded, 'Fear The God, and do not break the seal unlawfully', whereupon I moved away from her, despite the fact that I desired her most passionately; and I let her keep the money I had given her. O Lord, if I did this thing seeking only your pleasure, then do move the distress in which we find ourselves." {(marry) ...when you have given them (the woman) their due compensation (dowry), desiring chastity, not unlawful sexual intercourse or taking [secret] lovers. And whoever denies the faith - his work has become worthless, and he, in the Hereafter, will be among the losers. The Holy Qur'an} Again the rock moved a little but not enough to let them pass out. Then the third supplicated: "O Lord, I hired some labourers and paid them their dues, but one of them left leaving behind what was due to him. I invested it in business and the business prospered greatly. After a while, the labourer came back and said: 'O servant of The God, hand over to me my wages.' I said to him: 'All that you see is yours; camels, cattle, goats and slaves." He said: 'Don't play joke with me, O servant of The God.' I assured him: 'I am not joking.' So he took all of it sparing nothing. O Lord, if I did this seeking only for your pleasure, do relieve us of our distress." The rock then moved away, and all the three came out of the cave safe and sound. (Bukhari) {I only wanted to be some kind of friend} "And who can be better in religion (way of living life) than one who submits his face (himself) to The God & he is a good-doer. And follows the religion of Abraham Hanifa (to worship none but The God Alone). And The God did take Abraham as a Khalil (an intimate friend)." The Holy Qur'an {Baby, I could never steal you from another} "It is He Who has sent down the Book (the Quran) to you (Muhammad SAW) with truth, confirming what came before it. And he sent down the Taurat (Torah) and the Injeel (Gospel)." "Aforetime, as a guidance to mankind, And He sent down the criterion [of judgement between right and wrong (this Quran)]. Truly, those who disbelieve in the Ayat (proofs, evidences, verses, lessons, signs, revelations, etc.) of Allah, for them there is a severe torment; and Allah is All-Mighty, All-Able of Retribution." "and guidance and glad tidings for the believers." The Holy Qur'an

[mrmarknewman]

What’s the evidence for evidence-based medicine?

Patients come in all the time asking about things they read about on the internet, or heard about from a friend. It may be an unexpected explanation for their mysterious symptoms, or a new test, or an amazing treatment they want to try.

Heck, when I see things that I’m curious about, I research them, and sometimes I try them, too.

When I was hugely pregnant and due and couldn’t stand even one more day as an awkward whale, I tried red raspberry leaf tea. When breastfeeding proved both difficult and painful, I tried …oh. just about everything, actually. Fenugreek tea, lanolin ointment, chamomile poultices. When I wanted to lose the fifty-odd pounds of baby weight I’d gained, do you think I didn’t try pouring apple cider vinegar into everything I drank?*

Most of the things that are brought to my attention are like these, natural and apparently harmless remedies for which there just aren’t a lot of available scientific data. There may be anecdotal evidence supporting the safety and benefits of these things — family remedies; blog posts and articles on the internet; and word of mouth (the “my neighbor tried this and it worked for her” type stories). I know that many Western doctors immediately disregard this type of evidence without conversation or consideration, and I don’t think that’s an effective (nor patient-friendly) approach.

Yes, so many factors can play into anecdotal evidence: expectations, unconscious bias, cultural pressure, interference from other factors, and pure coincidence, to name a few. But history is full of examples of both ineffective remedies being harmfully perpetuated, as well as effective remedies being unfairly ignored.

Separating the useful from the useless (and potentially harmful)

How can we tease these out? To (briefly, I swear) look at a real example: fevers. Historically, fevers were treated with myriad ancient remedies, including bloodletting. Yes, slicing someone’s wrist and draining them of a couple of pints of blood was long deemed a treatment for all sorts of ailments, and was practiced widely from ancient Egyptian times through the 18th century.

This seems ridiculous to us today, but for centuries, people believed that all illness was caused by an imbalance of the four bodily fluids, or “humors” (blood, yellow bile, black bile, and phlegm). Fevers were thought to be caused by too much blood, and so… it all made perfect sense. The overwhelming evidence that bloodletting was not only ineffective, but harmful, was apparently ignored for about 3,000 years. Even in the late 1700s, when early physician researchers began comparing statistics and sharing data, the practice persisted, endorsed by many venerable and respected medical leaders.1, 2

At the same time, extremely effective treatments for fevers were ignored, even ridiculed. Puerperal fever, also known as childbed fever, is a bacterial infection that was the common killer of women up until the mid-nineteenth century. It was thought to be caused by an invisible cloud of “miasma,” or bad air, that would hover in certain hospital wards and thus cause so many deaths. Ignaz Semmelweiss, an Austrian physician, made observations in his own hospital, tested his hypothesis, and published his findings. His statistics provided hard evidence that simple handwashing could not only decrease the number of cases of childbed fever, but even prevent any deaths at all. Regardless of his meticulous data collection and strident warnings, he was publicly humiliated and ostracized. Tragically, after years of being ignored and ridiculed, he was involuntarily committed to an insane asylum, and ended up dying (ironically) (?) from a bacterial infection.3, 4

Simple handwashing, which we all know and accept now as the most basic way to prevent all sorts of infections, was initially considered a crazy thing, despite ample evidence to the contrary.

In the 1760’s, a Scottish doctor for the Royal Navy named Robert Robertson took note of the fact that the bark of a certain South American tree had long been used to treat fevers. Europeans were very busy colonizing the world at that point, and many were contracting illnesses such as malaria and typhus, nasty infectious diseases that were not uncommonly fatal. Peruvian (cinchona) bark seemed to have a curative effect, much more effective than the standard treatment of the time, which was… bloodletting. Considering that malaria causes progressively worsening anemia as the organism destroys all of a person’s blood cells, draining the patient of more blood was probably not helpful.5

Dr. Robertson then proceeded to use statistics in comparing treatment of fevers using Peruvian bark against traditional bloodletting. His accumulated data was powerful evidence, and he alerted the Royal Navy. We now know that cinchona bark contains quinine, still used in the treatment of certain malaria cases today.6

Show me the…data

There’s a classic Saturday Night Live skit from 1978 called Theodoric of York.5 It’s about medicine, and as silly as it is, it’s on point. Steve Martin plays the medieval doctor, and Gilda Radner his trusty assistant. Jane Curtin is a concerned mother who has brought in her pale and thin daughter, played by Laraine Newman.

Curtin beseeches the doctor: “Will she be all right?”

Martin reassures: “You know, medicine is not an exact science. But we’re learning all the time. Why, just fifty years ago, we would have thought that your daughter’s illness was brought on by demonic possession or witchcraft.” They all chuckle at this ridiculous idea. He continues: “But nowadays, we know that she is suffering from an imbalance of bodily humors, perhaps caused by a toad or a small dwarf living in her stomach.”

When his prescribed bloodletting causes the daughter to die and Curtin calls him a charlatan, Martin steps forward and speaks to the camera:

“Perhaps I’ve been wrong to blindly follow the medical traditions and superstitions of the past centuries. Maybe we should test those assumptions analytically, through experimentation, a scientific method…” He gets excited at the idea but then recants: “…Naaah.”

But the bottom line is that medical interventions — from tests to treatments — should neither be recommended nor condemned without considering and weighing the evidence. That was true centuries ago, is true today, and will be true in the future. In his article about bloodletting, physician and historian Dr. Gerry Greenstone concludes:

What will physicians think of our current medical practice 100 years from now? They may be astonished at our overuse of antibiotics, our tendency to polypharmacy, and the bluntness of treatments like radiation and chemotherapy… In the future we can anticipate that with further advances in medical knowledge our diagnoses will become more refined and our treatments less invasive. We can hope that medical research will proceed unhampered by commercial pressures and unfettered by political ideology. And if we truly believe that we can move closer to the pure goal of scientific truth.1

Not all evidence is created equally.

In a future post, I’ll review what physicians look for when they review “the evidence” behind a theory.

*No, none of these things worked for me. If they worked for you, that’s great.

Sources

Greenstone, G. The history of bloodletting. British Columbia Medical Journal, January/February 2010.

Kerridge, I.H., Lowe, M. Bloodletting: The story of a therapeutic technique. Medical Journal of Australia, December 1995

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Wyklicky, H., Skopec, M. Ignaz Philipp Semmelweis, the prophet of bacteriology. Infection Control, September/October 1983.

Short, B. Dr Robert Robertson (1742-1829): Fever Specialist and Philosopher-Experimenter in the Treatment of Fevers with Peruvian Bark in the Latter Eighteenth-century Royal Navy. Vesalius, December 2015.

Maehle, A-H., Four early clinical studies to assess the effects of Peruvian bark. The James Lind Library.

“Theodoric of York: Medieval Barber.” Featuring Steve Martin, Dan Aykroyd, Gilda Radner, Jane Curtin, Laraine Newman, John Belushi, and Bill Murray. Saturday Night Live, NBC, Season 3, 1978. http://ift.tt/2mBX2mm

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http://www.recitequran.com/en/tafsir/en.ibn-kathir/114:1

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The Position of Ibn Mas`ud concerning Al-Mu`awwidhatayn

Imam Ahmad recorded from Zirr bin Hubaysh that Ubayy bin Ka`b told him that Ibn Mas`ud did not record the Mu`awwidhatayn in his Mushaf (copy of the Qur’an). So Ubayy said, “I testify that the Messenger of Allah informed me that Jibril said to him,

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (113:1) So he said it. And Jibril said to him,

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) (114:1) So he said it. Therefore, we say what the Prophet said.”

The Virtues of Surahs Al-Falaq and An-Nas

In his Sahih, Muslim recorded on the authority of `Uqbah bin `Amir that the Messenger of Allah said,

« أَلَمْ تَرَ آيَاتٍ أُنْزِلَتْ هَذِهِ اللَّيْلَةَ لَمْ يُرَ مِثْلُهُنَّ قَطُّ:

(Do you not see that there have been Ayat revealed to me tonight the like of which has not been seen before). They are

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with, the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (113:1) and;

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) (114:1)) This Hadith was recorded by Ahmad, At-Tirmidhi and An-Nasa’i. At-Tirmidhi said, “Hasan Sahih.”

Another Narration

Imam Ahmad recorded from `Uqbah bin `Amir that he said, “While I was leading the Messenger of Allah along one of these paths he said,

« يَا عُقْبَةُ أَلَا تَرْكَبُ؟ »

(O `Uqbah! Will you not ride) I was afraid that this might be considered an act of disobedience. So the Messenger of Allah got down and I rode for a while. Then he rode. Then he said,

« يَا عُقْبَةُ، أَلَا أُعَلِّمُكَ سُورَتَيْنِ مِنْ خَيْرِ سُورَتَيْنِ قَرَأَ بِهِمَا النَّاسُ؟ »

(O `Uqbah! Should I not teach you two Surahs that are of the best two Surahs that the people recite) I said, `Of course, O Messenger of Allah.’ So he taught me to recite

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (113:1) and

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) (114:1) Then the call was given to begin the prayer and the Messenger of Allah went forward (to lead the people), and he recited them in the prayer. Afterwards he passed by me and said,

« كَيْفَ رَأَيْتَ يَا عُقَيْبُ، اقْرَأْ بِهِمَا كُلَّمَا نِمْتَ وَكُلَّمَا قُمْتَ »

(What do you think, O `Uqayb Recite these two Surahs whenever you go to sleep and whenever you get up.)”

An-Nasa’i and Abu Dawud both recorded this Hadith.

Another Narration

« إِنَّ النَّاسَ لَمْ يَتَعَوَّذُوا بِمِثْلِ هَذَيْنِ:

(Verily, the people do not seek protection with anything like these two:

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (113:1) and;

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with (Allah) the Lord of mankind.”)) (114:1)

Another Narration

An-Nasa’i recorded that `Uqbah bin `Amir said, “I was walking with the Messenger of Allah when he said,

« يَا عُقْبَةُ قُلْ »

(O `Uqbah! Say!) I replied, `What should I say’, so he was silent and did not respond to me. Then he said,

« قُلْ »

(Say!) I replied, `What should I say, O Messenger of Allah’ He said,

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) So, I recited it until I reached its end. Then he said,

« قُلْ »

(Say!) I replied, `What should I say O Messenger of Allah’ He said,

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) So, I recited it until I reached its end. Then the Messenger of Allah said,

« مَا سَأَلَ سَائِلٌ بِمِثْلِهَا، وَلَا اسْتَعَاذَ مُسْتَعِيذٌ بِمِثْلِهَا »

(No person beseeches with anything like these, and no person seeks refuge with anything like these.)”

Another Hadith

An-Nasa’i recorded that Ibn `Abis Al-Juhani said that the Prophet said to him,

« يَا ابْنَ عَابِسٍ أَلَا أَدُلُّكَ أَوْ أَلَا أُخْبِرُكَ بِأَفْضَلِ مَا يَتَعَوَّذُ بِهِ الْمُتَعَوِّذُونَ؟ »

(O Ibn `Abis! Shall I guide you to — or inform you — of the best thing that those who seek protection use for protection) He replied, “Of course, O Messenger of Allah!” The Prophet said,

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ ﴾

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

هَاتَانِ السُّورَتَانِ »

(Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq.”) (and (Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of mankind.”) ( These two Surahs (are the best protection).) Imam Malik recorded from `A’ishah that whenever the Messenger of Allah was suffering from an ailment, he would recite the Mu`awwidhatayn over himself and blow (over himself). Then if his pain became severe, `A’ishah said that she would recite the Mu`awwidhatayn over him and take his hand and wipe it over himself seeking the blessing of those Surahs. Al-Bukhari, Abu Dawud, An-Nasa’i and Ibn Majah all recorded this Hadith.

It has been reported from Abu Sa`id that the Messenger of Allah used to seek protection against the evil eyes of the Jinns and mankind. But when the Mu`awwidhatayn were revealed, he used them (for protection) and abandoned all else besides them. At-Tirmidhi, An-Nasa’i and Ibn Majah recorded this. At-Tirmidhi said, “This Hadith is Hasan Sahih.”

﴿ بِسۡمِ ٱللَّهِ ٱلرَّحۡمَـٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ ﴾

(In the Name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلۡفَلَقِ • مِن شَرِّ مَا خَلَقَ • وَمِن شَرِّ غَاسِقٍ إِذَا وَقَبَ • وَمِن شَرِّ ٱلنَّفَّـٰثَـٰتِ فِى ٱلۡعُقَدِ • وَمِن شَرِّ حَاسِدٍ إِذَا حَسَدَ ﴾

(1. Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of Al-Falaq,”) (2. “From the evil of what He has created,”) (3. “And from the evil of the Ghasiq when Waqab,”) (4. “And from the evil of the blowers in knots,”) (5. “And from the evil of the envier when he envies.”) Ibn Abi Hatim recorded that Jabir said, “Al-Falaq is the morning.” Al-`Awfi reported from Ibn `Abbas, “Al-Falaq is the morning.” The same has been reported from Mujahid, Sa`id bin Jubayr, `Abdullah bin Muhammad bin `Aqil, Al-Hasan, Qatadah, Muhammad bin Ka`b Al-Qurazi and Ibn Zayd. Malik also reported a similar statement from Zayd bin Aslam. Al-Qurazi, Ibn Zayd and Ibn Jarir all said, “This is like Allah’s saying,

﴿ فَالِقُ ٱلۡإِصۡبَاحِ ﴾

(He is the Cleaver of the daybreak.).” (6:96) Allah said,

﴿ مِن شَرِّ مَا خَلَقَ ﴾

(From the evil of what He has created,) This means from the evil of all created things. Thabit Al-Bunani and Al-Hasan Al-Basri both said, “Hell, Iblis and his progeny, from among that which He (Allah) created.”

﴿ وَمِن شَرِّ غَاسِقٍ إِذَا وَقَبَ ﴾

(And from the evil of the Ghasiq when Waqab,) Mujahid said, “Ghasiq is the night, and `when it Waqab’ refers to the setting of the sun.” Al-Bukhari mentioned this from him. Ibn Abi Najih also reported a similar narration from him (Mujahid).

The same was said by Ibn `Abbas, Muhammad bin Ka`b Al-Qurazi, Ad-Dahhak, Khusayf, Al-Hasan and Qatadah. They said, “Verily, it is the night when it advances with its darkness.” Az-Zuhri said,

﴿ وَمِن شَرِّ غَاسِقٍ إِذَا وَقَبَ ﴾

(And from the evil of the Ghasiq when Waqab,) “This means the sun when it sets.” Abu Al-Muhazzim reported that Abu Hurayrah said,

﴿ وَمِن شَرِّ غَاسِقٍ إِذَا وَقَبَ ﴾

(And from the evil of the Ghasiq when Waqab,) “This means the star.” Ibn Zayd said, “The Arabs used to say, `Al-Ghasiq is the declination (of the position) of the heavenly body known as Pleiades. The number of those who were ill and stricken with plague would increase whenever it would decline, and their number would lessen whenever it rose.”’

Ibn Jarir said, “Others have said that it is the moon.”

The support for the people who hold this position (that it means the moon) is a narration that Imam Ahmad recorded from Al-Harith bin Abi Salamah. He said that `A’ishah said, “The Messenger of Allah took me by my hand and showed me the moon when it rose, and he said,

« تَعَوَّذِي بِاللهِ مِنْ شَرِّ هَذَا الْغَاسِقِ إِذَا وَقَبَ »

(Seek refuge with Allah from the evil of this Ghasiq when it becomes dark.)” At-Tirmidhi and An-Nasa’i both recorded this Hadith in their Books of Tafsir in their Sunans. Allah said,

﴿ وَمِن شَرِّ ٱلنَّفَّـٰثَـٰتِ فِى ٱلۡعُقَدِ ﴾

(And from the evil of the blowers in knots,) Mujahid, `Ikrimah, Al-Hasan, Qatadah and Ad-Dahhak all said, “This means the witches.” Mujahid said, “When they perform their spells and blow into the knots.”

In another Hadith it has been reported that Jibril came to the Prophet and said, “Are you suffering from any ailment, O Muhammad” The Prophet replied,

« نَعَمْ »

(Yes.) So Jibril said, “In the Name of Allah, I recite prayer (Ruqyah) over you, from every illness that harms you, from the evil of every envious person and evil eye. May Allah cure you.”

Discussion of the Bewitchment of the Prophet

In the Book of Medicine of his Sahih, Al-Bukhari recorded that `A’ishah said, “The Messenger of Allah was bewitched until he thought that he had relations with his wives, but he had not had relations with them.” Sufyan said, “This is the worst form of magic when it reaches this stage.” So the Prophet said,

« يَا عَائِشَةُ، أَعَلِمْتِ أَنَّ اللهَ قَدْ أَفْتَانِي فِيمَا اسْتَفْتَيْتُهُ فِيهِ؟ أَتَانِي رَجُلَانِ فَقَعَدَ أَحَدُهُمَا عِنْدَ رَأْسِي وَالْاخَرُ عِنْدَ رِجْلَيَّ، فَقَال الَّذِي عِنْدَ رَأْسِي لِلْاخَرِ: مَا بَالُ الرَّجُلِ؟ قَالَ: مَطْبُوبٌ، قَالَ: وَمَنْ طَبَّهُ، قَالَ: لَبِيدُ بْنُ أَعْصَمَ: رَجُلٌ مِنْ بَنِي زُرَيْقٍ حَلِيفٌ لِيَهُودَ، كَانَ مُنَافِقًا، قَالَ: وَفِيمَ؟ قَالَ: فِي مُشْطٍ وَمُشَاطَةٍ، قَالَ: وَأَيْنَ؟ قَالَ: فِي جُفِّ طَلْعَةٍ ذَكَرٍ، تَحْتَ رَاعُوفَةٍ فِي بِئْرِ ذَرْوَانَ »

(O `A’ishah! Do you know that Allah has answered me concerning that which I asked Him Two men came to me and one of them sat by my head while the other sat by my feet. The one who was sitting by my head said to the other one, `What is wrong with this man’ The other replied, `He is bewitched.’ The first one said, `Who bewitched him’ The other replied, `Labid bin A`sam. He is a man from the tribe of Banu Zurayq who is an ally of the Jews, and a hypocrite.’ The first one asked, `With what (did he bewitch him)’ The other replied, `With a comb and hair from the comb.’ The first one asked, `Where (is the comb)’ The other answered, `In the dried bark of a male date palm under a rock in a well called Dharwan.’) `A’ishah said, “So he went to the well to remove it (the comb with the hair). Then he said,

« هَذِهِ الْبِئْرُ الَّتِي أُرِيتُهَا، وَكَأَنَّ مَاءَهَا نُقَاعَةُ الحِنَّاءِ، وَكَأَنَّ نَخْلَهَا رُؤُوسُ الشَّيَاطِين »

(This is the well that I saw. It was as if its water had henna soaked in it and its palm trees were like the heads of devils.) So he removed it (of the well). Then I (`A’ishah) said, `Will you not make this public’ He replied,

« أَمَّا اللهُ فَقَدْ شَفَانِي، وَأَكْرَهُ أَنْ أُثِيرَ عَلَى أَحَدٍ مِنَ النَّاسِ شَرًّا »

(Allah has cured me and I hate to spread (the news of) wickedness to any of the people.)”

﴿ بِسۡمِ ٱللَّهِ ٱلرَّحۡمَـٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ ﴾

In the Name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.

﴿ قُلۡ أَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ ٱلنَّاسِ • مَلِكِ ٱلنَّاسِ • إِلَـٰهِ ٱلنَّاسِ • مِن شَرِّ ٱلۡوَسۡوَاسِ ٱلۡخَنَّاسِ • ٱلَّذِى يُوَسۡوِسُ فِى صُدُورِ ٱلنَّاسِ • مِنَ ٱلۡجِنَّةِ وَٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(1. Say: “I seek refuge with the Lord of An-Nas,”) (2. “The King of An-Nas,”) (3. “The God of An-Nas,”) (4. “From the evil of the whisperer who withdraws.”) (5. “Who whispers in the breasts of An-Nas.”) (6. “Of Jinn and An-Nas.”) These are three attributes from the attributes of the Lord, the Mighty and Majestic. They are lordship, sovereignty and divinity. Thus, He is the Lord of everything, the King of everything and the God of everything. All things are created by Him, owned by Him, and subservient to Him. Therefore, He commands whoever is seeking protection to seek refuge with the One Who has these attributes from the evil of the whisperer who withdraws. This (the whisperer) is the devil that is assigned to man. For verily, there is not any of the Children of Adam except that he has a companion that beautifies wicked deeds for him. This devil will go to any lengths to confuse and confound him. The only person who is safe is He Whom Allah protects.

It is confirmed in the Sahih that he (the Prophet) said,

« مَا مِنْكُمْ مِنْ أَحَدٍ إِلَّا قَدْ وُكِّلَ بِهِ قَرِينُهُ »

(There is not a single one of you except that his companion (a devil) has been assigned to him.) They (the Companions) said, “What about you, O Messenger of Allah” He replied,

« نَعَمْ، إِلَّا أَنَّ اللهَ أَعَانَنِي عَلَيْهِ فَأَسْلَمَ، فَلَا يَأْمُرُنِي إِلَّا بِخَيْرٍ »

(Yes. However, Allah has helped me against him and he has accepted Islam. Thus, he only commands me to do good.) It is also confirmed in the Two Sahihs from Anas, who reported the story of Safiyyah when she came to visit the Prophet while he was performing I`tikaf, that he went out with her during the night to walk her back to her house. So, two men from the Ansar met him (on the way). When they saw the Prophet, they began walking swiftly. So, the Messenger of Allah said,

« عَلَى رِسْلِكُمَا، إِنَّهَا صَفِيَّةُ بِنْتُ حُيَيَ »

(Slow down! This is Safiyyah bint Huyay!) They said, “Glory be to Allah, O Messenger of Allah!” He said,

« إِنَّ الشَّيْطَانَ يَجْرِي مِنِ ابْنِ آدَمَ مَجْرَى الدَّم، وَإِنِّي خَشِيتُ أَنْ يَقْذِفَ فِي قُلُوبِكُمَا شَيْئًا، أَوْ قَالَ: شَرًّا »

(Verily, Shaytan runs in the Son of Adam like the running of the blood. And verily, I feared that he might cast something into your hearts – or he said evil.) Sa`id bin Jubayr reported that Ibn `Abbas said concerning Allah’s statement,

﴿ ٱلۡوَسۡوَاسِ ٱلۡخَنَّاسِ ﴾

(The whisperer (Al-Waswas) who withdraws.) “The devil who is squatting (perched) upon the heart of the Son of Adam. So when he becomes absentminded and heedless he whispers. Then, when he remembers Allah he withdraws.” Mujahid and Qatadah also said this.

Al-Mu`tamir bin Sulayman reported that his father said, “It has been mentioned to me that Shaytan is Al-Waswas. He blows into the heart of the Son of Adam when he is sad and when he is happy. But when he (man) remembers Allah, Shaytan withdraws.” Al-`Awfi reported from Ibn `Abbas;

﴿ ٱلۡوَسۡوَاسِ ﴾

(The whisperer.) “He is Shaytan. He whispers and then when he is obeyed, he withdraws.” As for Allah’s saying;

﴿ ٱلَّذِى يُوَسۡوِسُ فِى صُدُورِ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Who whispers in the breasts of An-Nas.) Is this specific for the Children of Adam as is apparent, or is it general, including both mankind and Jinns

There are two views concerning this. This is because they (the Jinns) are also included in the usage of the word An-Nas (the people) in most cases.

Ibn Jarir said, “The phrase Rijalun min Al-Jinn (Men from the Jinns) has been used in reference to them, so it is not strange for the word An-Nas to be applied to them also.” Then Allah says,

﴿ مِنَ ٱلۡجِنَّةِ وَٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Of Jinn and An-Nas.) Is this explanatory of Allah’s statement,

﴿ ٱلَّذِى يُوَسۡوِسُ فِى صُدُورِ ٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Who whispers in the breasts of An-Nas.) Then, Allah explains this by saying,

﴿ مِنَ ٱلۡجِنَّةِ وَٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Of Jinn and An-Nas.) This is supportive of the second view. It has also been said that Allah’s saying,

﴿ مِنَ ٱلۡجِنَّةِ وَٱلنَّاسِ ﴾

(Of Jinn and An-Nas) is an explanation of who is it that whispers into the breasts of mankind from the devils of mankind and Jinns. This is similar to Allah’s saying,

﴿ وَكَذَٲلِكَ جَعَلۡنَا لِكُلِّ نَبِىٍّ عَدُوًّ۬ا شَيَـٰطِينَ ٱلۡإِنسِ وَٱلۡجِنِّ يُوحِى بَعۡضُهُمۡ إِلَىٰ بَعۡضٍ۬ زُخۡرُفَ ٱلۡقَوۡلِ غُرُورً۬ا‌ۚ ﴾

(And so We have appointed for every Prophet enemies — Shayatin among mankind and Jinn, inspiring one another with adorned speech as a delusion.) (6:112) Imam Ahmad recorded that Ibn `Abbas said, “A man came to the Prophet and said, `O Messenger of Allah! Sometimes I say things to myself that I would rather fall from the sky than say (aloud openly). ‘The Prophet said,

« اللهُ أَكْبَرُ، اللهُ أَكْبَرٌ الْحَمْدُ للهِ الَّذِي رَدَّ كَيْدَهُ إِلَى الْوَسْوَسَةِ »

(Allah is Most Great! Allah is Most Great! All praise is due to Allah Who sent his (Shaytan’s) plot back as only a whisper.)” Abu Dawud and An-Nasa’i also recorded this Hadith.

This is the end of the Tafsir. All praise and thanks are due to Allah, the Lord of all that exists.

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