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Oh Maria concebida sem pecado, rogai por nós que recorremos à Vós. Amém
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The Manual of the Warrior of Light Paulo Coelho
Translated from the Portuguese by Margaret Jull Costa
Oh Maria concebida sem pecado, rogai por nós que recorremos à Vós. Amém
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For S.I.L., Carlos Eduardo Rangel and Anne Carrière, masters of rigour and compassion.
Oh Maria concebida sem pecado, rogai por nós que recorremos à Vós. Amém The disciple is not above his master; but every one that is perfect shall be as his master. Luke 6: 40
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Oh Maria concebida sem pecado, rogai por nós que recorremos à Vós. Amém Prologue 'Just off the beach to the west of the village lies an island, and on it is a vast temple with many bells,' said the woman. The boy noticed that she was dressed strangely and had a veil covering her head. He had never seen her before.
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'Have you ever visited that temple?' she asked. 'Go there and tell me what you think of it?'
Seduced by the woman's beauty, the boy went to the place she had indicated. He sat down on the beach and stared out at the horizon, but he saw only what he always saw: blue sky and ocean. Disappointed, he walked to a nearby fishing village and asked if anyone there knew about an island and a temple. 'Oh, that was many years ago, when my great-grandparents were alive,' said an old fisherman. 'There was an earthquake, and the island was swallowed up by the sea. But although we can no longer see the island, we can still hear the temple bells when the ocean sets them swinging down below.' The boy went back to the beach and tried to hear the bells. He spent the whole afternoon there, but all he heard was the noise of the waves and the cries of the seagulls. When night fell, his parents came looking for him. The following morning, he went back to the beach; he could not believe that such a beautiful woman would have lied to him. If she ever returned, he could tell her that, although he had not seen the island, he had heard
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The Manual of the Warrior of Light Paulo Coelho
Translated from the Portuguese by Margaret Jull Costa
Oh Maria concebida sem pecado, rogai por nós que recorremos à Vós. Amém
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For S.I.L., Carlos Eduardo Rangel and Anne Carrière, masters of rigour and compassion.
Oh Maria concebida sem pecado, rogai por nós que recorremos à Vós. Amém The disciple is not above his master; but every one that is perfect shall be as his master. Luke 6: 40
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Oh Maria concebida sem pecado, rogai por nós que recorremos à Vós. Amém Prologue 'Just off the beach to the west of the village lies an island, and on it is a vast temple with many bells,' said the woman. The boy noticed that she was dressed strangely and had a veil covering her head. He had never seen her before.
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'Have you ever visited that temple?' she asked. 'Go there and tell me what you think of it?'
Seduced by the woman's beauty, the boy went to the place she had indicated. He sat down on the beach and stared out at the horizon, but he saw only what he always saw: blue sky and ocean. Disappointed, he walked to a nearby fishing village and asked if anyone there knew about an island and a temple. 'Oh, that was many years ago, when my great-grandparents were alive,' said an old fisherman. 'There was an earthquake, and the island was swallowed up by the sea. But although we can no longer see the island, we can still hear the temple bells when the ocean sets them swinging down below.' The boy went back to the beach and tried to hear the bells. He spent the whole afternoon there, but all he heard was the noise of the waves and the cries of the seagulls. When night fell, his parents came looking for him. The following morning, he went back to the beach; he could not believe that such a beautiful woman would have lied to him. If she ever returned, he could tell her that, although he had not seen the island, he had heard