You are my life; for weal or woe I must be faithful to you.
"The Heart of Una Sackville" by Mrs. George de Horne Vaizey
I will still the cravings of my appetite and sacrifice my feelings for the common weal.
"Voyages and Travels of Count Funnibos and Baron Stilkin" by William H. G. Kingston
The sleeve was torn, and across the thick of the arm there was an ugly raw weal.
"The Angel of Terror" by Edgar Wallace
I awoke a little after midnight perfectly composed, and suffering only from the weal that the cord had made across my chest.
"Rattlin the Reefer" by Edward Howard
Come weal, come woe, Amelia Ellen was from henceforth her staunch admirer and defendant.
"The Man of the Desert" by Grace Livingston Hill
Even when this life is gone from us we still face weal or woe.
"April's Lady" by Margaret Wolfe Hungerford
No, the skin's not damaged, I see, but there are two or three most awful weals.
"The Middy and the Moors" by R.M. Ballantyne
Justice and the weal of the State demand that such a wretch should be punished.
"Prisoners of Hope" by Mary Johnston
The present has new elements, which must work out new weal or woe.
"Harvard Classics Volume 28" by Various
Father can await his boy's final clearance from guilty suspicions in patient abeyance to public weal.
"Oswald Langdon" by Carson Jay Lee
They are all dead, yet live they do,
Yet neither live nor die.
They die to weal, and live to woe,
This is their misery.
"Of Hell And The Estate of Those Who Perish" by John Bunyan
No wonder they who say it feel
Such pangs for those who go;
Good-bye they wish the parted weal,
But ah! they may meet woe.
"Parting" by Abram Joseph Ryan
Bright are the floating clouds above,
The glittering seas below;
But we are bound by cords of love
To kindred weal and wo.
"The Distant Ship" by Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Other kindly, loving voices,
Winning in the long ago,
Tell me now, as then they told me,
"Thou canst live for weal or woe."
"In The Twilight" by Madge Morris Wagner
Through eternity's dark portals
To the abodes of weal or woe,
Swiftly rush the new immortals—
Lord, how long shall it be so?
"Lines Suggested" by Janet Hamilton
His handdes dyd he weal and wryng,
He sayd, "Alas, and woe ys me!
Such an othar captayn Skotland within,"
He sayd, "ye-feth shuld never be."
"Chevy-Chase" by Anonymous British
Coetzee's father and uncles reminisce with "nostalgia and pleasurable fear" about "cold winter mornings when the cane would raise blue weals on their buttocks and the sting would linger for days in the memory of the flesh".
Cigarette butt starts fire at Weal Inn.
In case you wondered about weal.
Weale Says More BOE Stimulus Would Add to Inflation Pressures.
Earlier this month, an email from Hoa Weale, secondary library specialist at Kopachuck Middle School, reminded me we'd met days before.