That thing which he was minded to do would be expiation in the sight of Heaven.
"The Shadow of a Crime A Cumbrian Romance" by Hall Caine
He felt it part of his expiation to tell her the truth.
"Katrine" by Elinor Macartney Lane
His nights are nights of expiation.
"Là-bas" by J. K. Huysmans
Marriage acted as a bridge, by which the breach of taboo was expiated, condoned, and socially countenanced.
"Taboo and Genetics" by Melvin Moses Knight, Iva Lowther Peters, and Phyllis Mary Blanchard
This, therefore, and the tears, are probably considered a sort of expiation or doing penance for a fault.
"The Eventful History Of The Mutiny And Piratical Seizure Of H.M.S. Bounty: Its Cause And Consequences" by Sir John Barrow
Her paramount desire has been for expiation and rest.
"A Handbook to the Works of Browning (6th ed.)" by Mrs. Sutherland Orr
That would be the real expiation, not burying myself in a convent.
"The Woman Thou Gavest Me" by Hall Caine
The offense was expiated.
"The Devil's Garden" by W. B. Maxwell
But we had loved him; and we still loved him, and he had expiated his crime by a year's unimaginable torture.
"Jaffery" by William J. Locke
The Eleventh Book relates to penance and expiation.
"Ten Great Religions" by James Freeman Clarke
"We have passed through our purgation,
Once again we are thy kin;
God, accept our expiation,
Maiden pure of mortal sin."
"Lita of the Nile" by Richard Doddridge Blackmore
Then Justice grasped his gleaming sword,
All keenly drawn from point to hilt,
And waits the bidding of his Lord
To expiate the culprit's guilt.
"Banishment Of Man From The Garden Of The Lord" by James Madison Bell
To expiate is still my lot,--
And, like the Ancient Mariner,
To show to others how things are
And what I am, still helps me blot
A little from that crime's red scar,
That on my soul is branded hot.
"The Brothers" by Madison Julius Cawein
'Tis fixed--for them that violate
The eternal laws, naught shall avail
Till they their error expiate;
Nor shall their unborn children fail
To pay the full required weight
Into God's great, unerring scale.
"Fragment" by James Weldon Johnson
I can conceive a world, in dreams;
A happy, restful world it seems;
A wise, well-ordered globe wherein
Men toil to expiate a sin,
While harmless and right-thinking folk
Have nought to do but sit and smoke.
"The Weary Philosopher" by C J Dennis
Has He no friends then, no father nor mother,
None to wipe the sweat away nor pity His fate?
There's a woman weeping and there's none to soothe her:
Child, it is well the seducer expiate
His crimes that are so great.
"Good Friday, A.D. 33" by Katharine Tynan