In these Googlial Wikipedian times, a vast collection of wordbooks may seem slow, unnecessary or both.

Of all the queer collections of humans outside of a crazy asylum, it seemed to me this sanitarium was the cup winner. […] When you're well enough off so's you don't have to fret about anything but your heft or your diseases you begin to get queer, I suppose.

Likewise, ποιητικῆς [transliterally poetikes] is not an untranslatable term.

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