1 No, but kneel down and pray to God for me.
Crime and Punishment By Fyodor DostoevskyContextHighlight In PART 6: CHAPTER VII 2 He went to church and prayed with the others.
Crime and Punishment By Fyodor DostoevskyContextHighlight In PART 6: CHAPTER VIII 3 Think it over, my dear fellow, and pray to God.
4 Lord," he prayed, "show me my path--I renounce that accursed.
5 Behind them Sonia prayed, softly and, as it were, timidly weeping.
6 He was flinging himself on his knees to pray, but broke into laughter--not at the idea of prayer, but at himself.
7 I haven't faith, but I have just been weeping in mother's arms; I haven't faith, but I have just asked her to pray for me.
Crime and Punishment By Fyodor DostoevskyContextHighlight In PART 6: CHAPTER VII 8 "I'll pray for you all the rest of my life," the little girl declared hotly, and suddenly smiling again she rushed at him and hugged him warmly once more.
Crime and Punishment By Fyodor DostoevskyContextHighlight In PART 2: CHAPTER VII 9 The very next day, being Sunday, she went straight to the Cathedral, knelt down and prayed with tears to Our Lady to give her strength to bear this new trial and to do her duty.
Crime and Punishment By Fyodor DostoevskyContextHighlight In PART 1: CHAPTER III 10 Katerina Ivanovna bit her lips and held back her tears; she prayed, too, now and then pulling straight the boy's shirt, and managed to cover the girl's bare shoulders with a kerchief, which she took from the chest without rising from her knees or ceasing to pray.
Crime and Punishment By Fyodor DostoevskyContextHighlight In PART 2: CHAPTER VII 11 Katerina Ivanovna bit her lips and held back her tears; she prayed, too, now and then pulling straight the boy's shirt, and managed to cover the girl's bare shoulders with a kerchief, which she took from the chest without rising from her knees or ceasing to pray.
Crime and Punishment By Fyodor DostoevskyContextHighlight In PART 2: CHAPTER VII 12 Dounia did not sleep all night before she made up her mind, and, thinking that I was asleep, she got out of bed and was walking up and down the room all night; at last she knelt down before the ikon and prayed long and fervently and in the morning she told me that she had decided.
Crime and Punishment By Fyodor DostoevskyContextHighlight In PART 1: CHAPTER III