She took him to a room above-stairs, and introduced him to a bed on which a magnified bolster, in yellow calico, figured as a counterpane.

I cannot visit Hide-Park every day, And with a Hackney court my time away; I cannot Spaniolize it week by week, Or wait a month to kisse your hand or cheek; If when you'r lov'd, you cannot love again, Why, doe but say so, I am out of pain.

Martha Brockenbrough, MSN Encarta columnist Checking in with a bad case of ‘bangorrhea’ — the official ‘grammedical’ term for exclamation-point overdose — is Kanye West. In a single blog post, West used 188 exclamation points. At least we think it was 188. We tried counting and the ordeal made our eyeballs twitch.

By his spirit he hath garnished the heavens; his hand hath formed the crooked serpent.