For there one learns—'t is not for me to boast, / Though I acquired—but I pass over that, / As well as all the Greek I since have lost: / I say that there 's the place—but ‘Verbum sat.’

Uncharted, unbeknown to coroner Or him who heals, or maybe even those Who stand same-blooded round the open grave …

On the Potomac and the Susquehanna rivers a favorite bass bait is what they call a mad-tom, which is nothing but a small yellow catfish (stone cat) with its spines cut off.

Three tiers of balconies fronted with roped columns supporting arched openings looked down on the marble hall.