reembodied

It was not uncommon for captors to cut the hearts and livers out of pirate corpses and eat them, and it was even said that in one case they ate the entire man so he could not be reembodied as a pirate.

The Last Empress Hannah Pakula 2009

If that were the case, surely they would be together in the spirit world or reembodied together, not separated by an energetic wall of time and space.

The Haunting Tarr, Hope 2007

If one were to return to this planet and become reembodied, he would find himself in some other country, and under such entirely changed conditions that he would be totally unconscious of being on the same world where he had formerly lived.

Insights and Heresies Pertaining to the Evolution of the Soul Anna Bishop Scofield

It has been reembodied and expanded in several successive papers.

Documenting the American South: The Southern Experience in 19-th Century America 1903

My love, whom I had dreamed lost had been reembodied for my consolation.

Looking Backward: Chapter 27 1888

My love, whom I had dreamed lost, had been reembodied for my consolation.

Looking Backward, 2000 to 1887 Edward Bellamy 1874

I found I had a small store of them, and they were not the same as those I had heard my Lady sing to her children, they were not the same as those I had heard other women sing to their babies; they were songs my own mother had sung to me, my mother, long dead, faded in my memory, but fresh to me once again through these songs, through the way I found myself loving and caring for my child, my own mother, reembodied.

The Mistress of Nothing Kate Pullinger 2009

I found I had a small store of them, and they were not the same as those I had heard my Lady sing to her children, they were not the same as those I had heard other women sing to their babies; they were songs my own mother had sung to me, my mother, long dead, faded in my memory, but fresh to me once again through these songs, through the way I found myself loving and caring for my child, my own mother, reembodied.

The Mistress of Nothing Kate Pullinger 2009

I found I had a small store of them, and they were not the same as those I had heard my Lady sing to her children, they were not the same as those I had heard other women sing to their babies; they were songs my own mother had sung to me, my mother, long dead, faded in my memory, but fresh to me once again through these songs, through the way I found myself loving and caring for my child, my own mother, reembodied.

The Mistress of Nothing Kate Pullinger 2009

I found I had a small store of them, and they were not the same as those I had heard my Lady sing to her children, they were not the same as those I had heard other women sing to their babies; they were songs my own mother had sung to me, my mother, long dead, faded in my memory, but fresh to me once again through these songs, through the way I found myself loving and caring for my child, my own mother, reembodied.

The Mistress of Nothing Kate Pullinger 2009