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Ha-ha! Gotcha!

Yes!

Hazel, it's snowing!

I love the snow!

Hazel, what's that smell?

Oh.

Look out!

March snow.

It's fun, isn't it?

Mom, I think I'm well enough to do some chores today.

-Do you? -Well, I told Papa

I'd have the well dug out before he got back.

Oh. Don't worry about that.

Are you ready for your presentation at school today?

I suppose so.

Hm. Well, why don't you practice it for me?

It's not the same, Mother.

Hazel, when you go to Bismarck for high school in the fall,

there's gonna be lots of presentations.

And then when you become a teacher yourself,

you'll be standing in front of folks every day.

-I w-- I was thinking about that, actually. -Hazel.

Mom, I can barely remember my own name in front of people, let alone...

And I have so many dizzy spells, I can barely help

- with the chores around here, and I just-- - Hey!

-Let's go! -I don't know if I'm strong--

Mama, Hazel, Papa's home!

William!

I thought they were keeping you at the mine till Friday.

Ceiling caved in again.

They let us go.

-Hope they paid you this time, at least. -Yeah.

- Hazel. Let's get some breakfast for your father.

I made 12 snow angels, Mama.

Twelve? My goodness, Myrdith.

No, she didn't. She made three,

and they looked like fat snow monkeys, not angels.

-What's a monkey? -You're a monkey.

Emmet.

A monkey is a very cute creature

that climbs trees very well.

Maybe I am a monkey.

Mm! Yum.

You do your chores today?

-Dug the well yet? -Nope.

Why are you sitting down?

Hazel can share with me.

That's all right. It's okay.

You know, with all this snow,

I, I wonder if we should keep the kids home from school today.

Just in case things get worse.

I'll drop 'em off in the sled.

Hazel will grab them back, if the school closes.

William, I think Hazel should stay home, at least.

-Blanche. -She's still not feeling well.

She chooses to be that way.

Get your things together.

Stop it! Mama!

Hazel.

I'm praying for your presentation today.

I wish I was strong enough for Papa.

You have a heart the size of these prairies.

There's strength in that love.

- Bye, Mama. - Bye, children.

I can't wait to get to school today.

Move over.

Get up!

Whoa.

So excited!

Hi, Vivienne!

Thank you, Maude.

I'll be in the barn.

Papa...

It's kind of loose up here too.

I just kind of--

Are you all right, Hazel?

Yes. Yes.

All right. Now, who could tell me what today is?

- March 15th. - Tuesday.

It's Monday, you dummy.

Monday, March 15th. That's right.

Does anyone know what March 15th is known as, historically?

Anyone?

Hazel?

I-- Ides of March.

Very good.

The Ides of March.

You're so smart, Hazel.

Isn't she so smart?

- In 44 BC, Julius Caesar was killed on the Ides of March,

and his death was foretold by a soothsayer who warned,

"Beware the Ides of March!

Beware the Ides of March!"

Little did he know, the Ides of March was a day

of doom and destruction.

Hello.

Are you Rufus?

-Yes, ma'am. -Please take a seat.

Rufus is visiting his Uncle Orin Cook

and will be with us for the next couple of days.

Isn't that right?

Yes, ma'am.

Now, I believe that Hazel has a presentation for us.

Isn't that right, Hazel?

We are so proud of Miss Miner.

She will be going to Bismarck High School next year,

and training to be a teacher.

- Miss Francis, I have a question. - -Yes, Alice.

I'm just a little concerned for the students in Bismarck.

I mean, all of us are used to the way Hazel smells,

but it might be hard for students that don't know her--

Enough, Alice.

Go on, Hazel.

My presentation is from Book of Corinthians...

...First Book of Corinthians, chapter 13, verses four through--

Miss Francis, we can't hear in the back.

Just a little louder, Hazel.

Love is, uh...

Love is, uh...

I can't, I can't do it.

-I can't. -It's okay, Hazel.

Okay, now we are moving on to the poem reading of the day.

The poem is by Alfred Lord Tennyson.

Excuse me, miss.

It's Hazel, right?

I'm Rufus.

Did you, uh, you have anything for lunch?

Um...

Y-- you want some apple?

I mean, I, I can break a piece off for you.

-You don't have to eat mine. -No, that's, that's all right. I'm, I'm okay.

Okay. I'll just put it back together here.

You know...

I used to be terrified, speaking in front of others.

It, it was so bad, I actually,

I, I wet my trousers once, in front of everyone.

- It was the worst day of my life, but...

now it's not such a big deal anymore, because...

...I figured, what's the worst that could happen, you know?

Like, watch this. Excuse me, everyone. I have an announcement to make!

Ducks go quack.

You see what I mean? It's, it's not a big deal, right?

- Tell me what to say. What should I say next? - No, nothing.

-Please. -Are you sure? I, I'll say whatever you tell me.

-No, please don't. -I'm not afraid.

-Please don't. -Okay.

You wanna know my secret?

I found something that I'm really good at,

and it just gave me confidence.

So, let's try with you.

What are you good at?

- I don't know. - Oh, come on. There must be something.

Think about it. What do you, um,

what do your parents say they're proud of?

Uh, what about dancing?

You any good at dancing?

- No. - No?

Well, I am having a party after school lets out.

My uncle's house. I turned 18 today.

Uh, there will be dancing and music.

You know, if you want to come.

- Uh, okay. - Okay.

So you'll be there?

We'll see.

-We'll see. -We'll see.

-Okay. -Okay.

What's the thing that you're good at? Is, is it dancing?

Well, I'm certainly not bad at dancing, but, uh,

the thing that I'm really good at and gives me confidence...

...is riding.

I got a great horse. His name's Pepper.

Can do all kinds of tricks with him.

I'll show you at the party.

Gonna be there.

Children! I do not like the looks of that sky.

- We're gonna be ending school early today.

Please start gathering your things.

William.

William, that was Miss Francis on the phone. She's canceling school.

It's like they've never had a little snow in North Dakota.

She asked that you pick them up, rather than the children driving home alone.

-They can handle it. -William, I'd prefer it as well.

I work enough here. They can handle it!

William, I just don't think Hazel's strong enough.

If you treat her like her baby, that's all she'll ever be!

She's not a beast of burden either, William,

- and you shouldn't treat her like it!

I just love dancing.

The cakewalk is my favorite.

Isn't it yours?

Yeah. Yeah, it's pretty good.

That was really nice of you, to invite Hazel, by the way.

Though, I doubt she'll come.

She's not really a party person.

But, still, very sweet of you.

Yeah, I just, uh, I guess I kinda, yeah, felt sorry for her. You know.

Oh. I feel sorry for her too. I can't...

...imagine being so awkward. Clumsy.

And she certainly doesn't have her looks going for her.

- Uh, yeah. Well, you know, I-- - Alice.

Oh. My father's here. I'll see you soon.

Yeah.

Get in. Let's go.

What is that?

Brace yourselves!

Whoa, boy! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Get up, get up! Rufus, put your horse in the barn and come inside!

I can make it, ma'am. Got a birthday party to get to.

Hey! Get in the sled!

Come here.

Come on, get in the sled.

- Take the reins. I'm gonna get Duke out of the barn.

Whoa! Steady! Steady, Maude. It's all right!

Steady. Steady.

-You're not going home alone! -Oh, no. Papa will lead us home.

-Miss Francis! -Steady. Steady, Maude.

-Whoa. -Oh, forgot my keys.

It's okay, girl. Steady.

Steady, Maude! Steady!

Steady!

Whoa! It's all right!

Steady, Maude. Steady!

Come on! Duke!

-Did the sled leave? -What?

- Where's the sled? - I thought you were

taking them home!

-Did you see them leave? -No.

I told her to stay!

I told her to stay until I came back!

-They wouldn't take off by themselves, would they? -They know the way home!

Are you sure you don't want me to--

Easy, Duke!

Where are the kids?

William?

Hazel!

Emmet! Myrdith!

Hazel!

Take the reins. I'm gonna get Duke out of the barn.

Steady, Maude. It's all right.

Steady!

Steady. Steady.

-You're not going home alone! -No, Papa will lead us home.

-Miss Francis! -Steady. Steady, Maude. Whoa.

- Oh, forgot my keys. - It's okay, girl. Steady.

Whoa! Steady, Maude! Steady!

Steady!

Ste-- steady, Maude!

Steady, girl! That's-- It's all right!

Whoa! It's all right. Steady, Maude!

Gotta get the reins!

-I'm trying! -Well, try harder!

Come! Come on!

All you had to do was hold the reins. You couldn't even do that.

-You saw how Maude bolted. I did the best that I could. -Well, I could've held him.

Oh.

-Are we lost, Hazel? -No.

We're on the road still, and I'm sure Papa's right behind us.

We'll just wait here until he comes, okay?

Here, let's bundle you both up.

I don't need it!

Fine.

Here.

You warm?

Warm as a monkey.

I think I'll sit next to you until Papa comes. Hm?

I'm gonna walk down the road a bit and maybe I can see him.

-Okay? -You're coming back, right?

Of course. Maybe I'll have Papa with me.

You just stay here, nice and warm, okay?

You wanna be a warm monkey too?

Oh, no, no, no. No, no, no.

Oh, no.

-We went the wrong way. -What?

We took the south gate, not the north gate.

-So? -So we have to turn the sled around.

Papa would be on the road out the north gate because that's

-the direction of home. -Isn't that just great?

Emmet, please don't make this harder than it is.

-Please just help me. -Help you?

You've done nothing but screw everything up

from the first, Hazel!

I'll show her.

All right, back, Maude! Back!

Come on! Back, Maude! Back!

-That's right! Back! -Stop it, Emmet! Not so rough.

- Don't tell me what to do! - Back! Back!

Come on! Come on!

Back, Maude! Back!

Stupid animal!

Step up! Step up!

Step up!

Stop it, Emmet! She can't do more than what she's doing now.

I'll push.

Okay, Emmet, now whip her up!

Step up!

Step up!

Step up!

Step up!

Step up! Step up!

You stupid animal!

- You stupid, stupid animal. - Emmet!

-Emmet, stop it! -This is your fault, Hazel! Yours and that stupid horse.

Now we're stuck in the middle of a snow storm, Papa has no idea where we are,

and it is all your fault!

What are you gonna do about it?

Papa!

Papa!

Papa, please!

Please!

Hazel!

- All right, Mary, you're dancing with me next.

Rufus ain't the only one who can kick up his heels.

-Orin Cook here. -It's William Miner!

What-- Who, who, who, who is this?

Hey. Hey, quiet down over there.

William Miner!

William! You're missing a heck of a party.

My children... I cannot...

- I don't know where my children are! - -What?

I can't find my kids!

They're, they're out in the storm?

Hey, quiet! Now!

-William, how long have they been out there? -A few hours!

-I need your help and as many as you can round up! -All right. All right, hold on.

Miner kids ain't here, are they?

Anyone seen 'em?

What's going on?

William, do you, you wanna go look for 'em?

Yes. I figure we meet at the school, spread out,

and go north towards my house.

-You, you wanna go now? -Yes, now!

Okay, I'm gonna help you, believe me, but to go out there now is suicide.

O-- okay? And by the time we got to the school, it'd be totally dark,

and then what do you got? You got a, you got a group of people out there,

-instead of just-- -Instead of just my kids!

William, how about this, okay? Look, I will call

every living soul within 15 miles

and make sure they're at the schoolhouse at the crack of dawn.

I, I'll call into town, and we'll have a big enough group then to really--

Huddle together. You can help keep each other warm.

-Ew. -Ow! He pushed me, Hazel.

Emmet.

What? Are we supposed to just sit here?

What are we going to do?

Well, we can't get Maude up to the road,

so I'll pull her down here into the coolie,

and we'll walk along until we find a place less steep.

And, and then we'll, we'll walk down the road

and we'll go back to the schoolhouse

and we'll spend the night with Miss Francis.

-Won't that be fun? -I like Miss Francis.

Maybe she'll have some hot cocoa for us.

- Yes! - Yes.

All right, you think about that cocoa while I go out, okay?

Come on, Maude.

Come on, Maude. Come on.

Come on.

Oh, Maude.

My presentation is from First Book of Corinthians.

The First Book. Chapters three through four, through four, through 13.

"Love is patient, love is kind. Love is...

It's not perversely...

Love is... It is not perverse.

Love is, is not puffed up.

Love is not puffed up."

The road.

The road!

The road.

Emmet, we're close to the road. Can you push the sled from behind?

Does that mean we're getting hot cocoa soon?

I hope it does, sweetheart.

-Ready? -Yeah!

There you go, girl. Good girl.

Come on. Stupid animal.

You can do it, Maude!

Emmet, watch out!

Myrdith!

Myrdith!

- Myrdith! - Myrdith, where are you?

-Myrdith! -Myrdith!

Myrdith.

I'm cold, Hazel!

Oh, Myrdith.

I'm so sorry.

Hazel, I lost my mittens.

Take mine. They'll be a little bit big, but they'll,

they'll keep you warm, okay?

Emmet, let's try to turn it back over.

-What, the sled? Are you joking? -Please. Let's just try.

Great. It's not enough that you almost killed Myrdith, now we're stuck without a sled!

Let's get inside it.

Come on, Myrdith.

It's always Hazel, right?

One dumb thing after the other.

I swear, that little hussy...

-Any luck? -No one yet.

But, uh, still a lot of names on this list.

Do you think they'll make it through the night?

There. That should block out the wind for a bit.

-How are your hands, Myrdith? -Good.

-How about your toes? -Cold.

Wiggle your toes for me, will you? Wiggle 'em as much as you can.

Good.

You too, Emmet.

So here's what I think we should do now.

-Maude's a really big horse, right? -Uh-huh.

Well, I think that we could all fit on her. All three of us.

So, we'll take her up to the road,

and we can forget about this dumb old sled.

-Does that sound like a good plan? -Mm-hm.

I'll, I'll bring Maude around.

Okay.

Maude?

No.

Maude.

Maude?

Hazel?

Come here, Maude!

Maude!

Maude!

Maude, please!

Maude.

Come on, Hazel. Come on, Hazel.

"Love is patient. Is kind.

Love envies not. Deals not perversely.

Is not puffed up. Love is not ambitious.

Seeks not--"

Hazel!

Emmet!

Hazel!

Hazel!

Hazel!

Hazel!

Hazel!

Hazel!

Hazel!

Hazel!

Hazel!

You have to call too.

She won't hear us in this wind.

Yes, she will.

Hazel needs you, Emmet.

Please.

I'm sorry, Papa.

Hazel!

Hazel!

- Hazel! - Hazel!

I'm coming.

-Hazel! -Hazel!

-Hazel! -Hazel!

-Hazel! -Hazel!

Hazel!

Hazel!

-What happened to her? -How should I know?

Hazel!

Hazel! Your hands are like ice.

Oh, I'm all right, Myrdith. Could you be a dear for me?

Can you rub my legs for me, please?

-Why? -Just, just rub them, please.

Emmet, I saw a house.

It must be Orin Cook's house. There's no other house

on the south side of the school that close.

So my guess is that the road is just up the hill.

And if you can make it to the road, you should see the turn into their house.

And it's no more than 200 yards away. And you need to go.

You need to get us help. Emmet. Emmet, please.

-I know that you can do it. -No. I'm not leaving, okay?

I'm not going out there. I'm not, I'm not, I'm not!

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Keep rubbing, Myrdith.

How many so far?

Two.

Got, uh, Miss Francis, the school teacher,

and Reverend Madsen.

I tried everybody else, but couldn't get through.

I guess the storm's knocked out the phone lines.

Tell you this, though.

Looking for these kids in this storm,

it's like finding a needle in a haystack.

We need manpower if we're gonna find 'em.

Have you tried calling town?

That's the first call I made.

That line is definitely out.

Someone would have to get through the storm on foot.

Wouldn't have to be on foot.

It's, it's lunacy to go out at night

in this kind of weather, I'm telling you, kid.

-Pepper has never failed me yet. -Well, you never asked him

to go out into a blinding snowstorm in the middle of the night.

I think we have a shot. I've risked my neck

-for dumber things than this. -I'm asking you.

-Please. -Uncle Orin,

I will see you tomorrow morning at the schoolhouse

with plenty of backup.

All right, pal. You ready?

It's about to be the ride of your life.

Rufus?

Something hot for the road.

Um, thanks.

I just wanted to say that,

well, I'll pray for you.

And for Hazel.

I really will.

Appreciate that.

William!

William!

-What are you doing? -I'm gonna shoot the horse! That's what!

-Why? -I found it without a sled behind!

-It abandoned our children! -So you're gonna shoot it?

-That's right! I'm gonna shoot it! -How is that gonna

-bring our children back? -The horse abandoned them!

Who cares about the horse?

I care! It left them!

It's just a dumb animal,

-William! -It was supposed to bring them back!

It's not the horse's fault!

I know it's not the horse's fault!

Myrdith, can you, can you help me?

Can you tie this nice and tight for me, please?

My hands are too clumsy.

Thank you, Myrdith.

What about you?

Oh, I'm fine.

You did such a good job rubbing my legs earlier.

I'm nice and warm.

I think I'm gonna sleep.

Maybe when we wake up, Papa will be here.

Myrdith, you can't go to sleep, okay?

-Why not? -You just can't.

You too, Emmet.

What does it matter?

It matters, Emmet.

We can't fall asleep,

and we need to keep ourselves moving, okay?

Remember, earlier, when I showed you how to wiggle your fingers and your toes?

Can you, can you wiggle them for me as much as you can?

Good, Myrdith. Very good.

Emmet.

-Emmet. -Just leave me alone, okay?

You need to keep moving.

- Why? - Because.

-Why? -Stop being so stubborn!

-Don't tell me what to do! -I'm trying to help you.

You can't help us! We are going to die!

-Huh? -All of us! You hear that, Myrdith?

It doesn't matter about wiggling your toes and your fingers.

We're lost in the freezing cold,

no one is going find us, and we're all going to die!

Stop it!

You are not going to die.

Do you hear me?

Why don't we play a game? Hm?

We'll think of all of the hot things we can think of.

Who can think of the most hot things?

I'll go first.

Um...

The sun.

Myrdith?

-A hot bath! -Ooh.

Emmet?

-Hot soup? -Ooh, I love soup.

- Oh, I got one. Cooked mushrooms. - Yuck!

I know! Hot cocoa!

Hot porridge.

The fireplace!

-Lightning? -A campfire!

-Hot baked bread. -A big hot apple pie.

- A big hot blueberry pie. -A big hot peach pie.

-I love pie! Love pie-- -I love pie too.

Keep going.

-Baked potato. -Hot tomatoes!

-Hot tamale. -Hot oatmeal.

-Hot lettuce. -Hot pancakes.

-Hot cabbage. -Hot coal.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, hey.

Did you hear that, boy?

She wanted to tell me something before I left from the school.

I just walked away.

She knows you love her.

I've been walking away for a long time.

What do you think?

What do you think she tried to tell me?

Now, clap your hands.

And wave your arms!

And shake your feet.

Now make a silly face.

Uh, now what should we do?

-Count to one million! -A million?

- Maybe only six. - Okay, six.

- One, two, three, four-- - One, two, three, four--

I'm hungry.

I'm afraid we don't have any food, Myrdith. I'm sorry.

My tummy hurts.

Tomorrow, we'll have a big feast.

Wait a minute.

Oh.

Myrdith, I have something in my pocket for you. It's a surprise.

Can you, can you get it out for me?

-An apple? -Yes. Doesn't that sound good?

- Yes! -Well, you take a bite and then you give it to your brother,

-and he takes a bite, and back and forth, okay? -Okay.

Mm! Here, Emmet.

-Here. -Oh, no, thank you, Emmet. I'm not hungry.

Yes, you are, Hazel.

Emmet.

-Well, I'm not hungry either. -Well, I am.

That boy Rufus today gave me the apple.

-Do you remember him? -Mm-hm.

It was very nice of him to share his apple. Wasn't it?

Uh-huh.

Wouldn't it be nice if he rode up and put us all

up on his horse and took us far away from here?

You wanna kiss him, don't you?

No.

I just...

...I haven't met many nice boys, and that's something

that you think about when you're 16.

Well, maybe you'll meet some nice boys in high school, next year.

Right?

Right, Hazel?

Oh.

Emmet, quick!

Hazel!

I wanna go home, Hazel.

I know, darling.

Are you afraid?

No.

No, I'm not.

Are you?

Not if you're not.

You know why I'm not afraid?

'Cause our Father in heaven is watching over us right now.

Did you know that?

He gave us this great sled to take shelter in.

He gave us this blanket.

He gave us this snowstorm.

He gave us each other.

Will you keep talking, Hazel, so I don't get sleepy?

What should I say?

Anything, I guess.

"Love is patient.

Is kind.

Love envies not.

Is not perversely.

Is not puffed up.

Is not ambitious.

Seeks not her own.

Does not provoke to anger.

Thinks no evil.

Love rejoices not in iniquity.

Love rejoices in the truth.

Love bears all things.

Believes all things.

Hopes all things.

Endures all things.

Love never falls away.

There remain faith, hope and love.

The greatest of these is love."

-What, what are you doing? -Give me the blanket.

What?

My coat is probably warmer than the blanket. It'll keep you nice and cozy.

-You're gonna wear the blanket? -You're going to tie it around my wrists,

as tight as you can.

Do it!

Now, this is what you're going to do.

You're going to hold my coat over your heads,

and you're going to stay under it.

-Do you understand? -Hazel--

And you're going to do all the exercises

that we talked about.

You're going to sing and pray,

and wiggle your fingers and your toes all night long.

-Hazel. -Most importantly,

you are not going to fall asleep.

What aren't you going to do?

-Fall asleep. -Fall asleep.

Hazel.

Be strong, Emmet.

For your sister and for me.

She came to me last night.

Hazel.

She said... "I was cold, Mama.

But I'm not cold anymore."

Bring my little ones back.

Mr. Miner.

Your family's been in my prayers this whole night.

I suppose the question is, do we wait for others to arrive, or do we start the search?

Mr. Cook says there is some hope of a large group arriving.

Not much hope, I'm afraid.

Well, our numbers may be small,

but if our faith is great, God will surely be with us.

Not so small.

Well done, boy.

Well done.

How's it going, fellas?

We're gonna go, Miner!

Where do you need us, Miner?

Hope we didn't keep you waiting.

We're ready!

What's your plan, boss?

We'll fan out. Comb both sides of the road.

From here all the way to my house.

Everybody keep within seeing distance of the next man.

We don't wanna lose anyone.

It's really gonna cut back on the ground we can cover.

Uh, we can tie each man off to the next.

That way we can fan out, cover more ground?

All right. Let's get started.

Let's get started!

- Let's go! - Get ready!

Let's go.

Please forgive us our trespasses.

Please forgive those that trespass against us.

Guide us not into temptation...

No, I wanna sleep!

No, we can't sleep, Myrdith. We can't sleep. Come on!

Please, Myrdith! Please!

-Here, let's shout Papa's name. -Then will he come?

-Maybe. I'll go first. Papa! -Papa!

-Papa! -Papa!

Papa!

Myrdith, do you hear that?

Myrdith, do you hear that? Myrdith, I hear a dog!

I like doggies.

-Wake up! -Stop it!

-Myrdith, I need to go. -What?

-I need to go get help. -You're leaving me?

-I'm gonna get Papa. -You are?

Yes. But you have to stay awake until I come back.

Rub snow in your face, if you have to.

You have to stay awake.

Hello! Help!

Whoa!

Papa!

Oh, please, dear God.

Papa!

Papa!

-You hear something? -Quiet.

Papa!

Emmet!

Papa!

Emmet!

Emmet, I'm here!

I'm here, Emmet!

Emmet!

Emmet!

Emmet!

Oh, son.

Papa.

Emmet!

You came.

We got to get the others!

Is this the end of it?

I, I think so. I...

-Is this where you left them? -I, I don't know!

- Papa! - Myrdith?

- Myrdith! - Papa!

Papa!

She's underneath us.

Careful!

Hang in there, Myrdith!

Almost there, Myrdith!

Careful!

All right.

Can I go to bed now?

William.

Bless you in the name of the Father,

the Son...

...and the Holy Spirit.

I was, I was strong, Papa.

Yes.

I know you were.

How do we accept suffering?

Is it to be accepted...

...or rejected? Because...

...we don't deserve it.

Because somehow we think we're promised freedom from sorrow.

When we're given this gift of life...

...there's no such promise.

We are given the gift of life...

...to give it back.

To give it with love.

Little Miss Miner gave the gift of her life...

...to her brother and sister...

...and to all of us.

And she did that with love.

She showed us...

...that greater love had no one than this...

...that they lay down their life for a friend.

I didn't fall asleep, Hazel.

"Love is patient.

Is kind.

Love envies not.

Deals not perversely.

Is not puffed up.

Love is not ambitious.

Seeks not her own.

Is not provoked to anger.

Thinks no evil.

Love rejoices not an iniquity, but rejoices in the truth.

Love bears all things.

Believes all things.

Hopes all things.

Endures all things.

Love never falls away.

There remain faith...

...hope...

...and love.

But the greatest of these...

...is love."