That′s bullshit Norbert. I brought you in to get the straight dope direct from your mate the General. So don′t come the raw prawn with me, matey.

I am resolved to forsake Malta, tread a pilgrimage to fair Jerusalem.

For they had helmets on their heads, fashioned like wild beast's necks, and strange beavers or buffs to the same, and wore on their helmets great high plumes of feathers, as they had been wings : […]

In the new Turkish alphabet each sound is represented by a single letter, sometimes with diacritical hooks.