To me comes a creature, Sometimes her head on one side, some another: I never saw a vessel of like sorrow, So fill’d and so becoming: in pure white robes, Like very sanctity, she did approach My cabin where I lay: thrice bow’d before me; And, gasping to begin some speech, her eyes Became two spouts: the fury spent, anon Did this break from her: ’Good Antigonus, Since fate, against thy better disposition, Hath made thy person for the thrower-out Of my poor babe, according to thine…
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The Pope spoke of the sanctity of human life.
She’s not religious, but she respects the sanctity of the ceremony to others.