She would be my wife, she all the time said, if I would become her fellow in servitude.

Our father Jacob served yet other seven years for his Rachel.

Could I not as much for mine?
But thy mother said I must become as she, to serve forever.

I came away, but went back.

Look, Esther, look here." He pulled out the lobe of his left ear.
"See you not the scar of the awl ?" "I see it," she said; "and, oh, I see how thou didst love my mother!" "Love her, Esther! She was to me more than the Shulamite to the singing king, fairer, more spotless; a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.