May Your Majeſty be pleaſed to accept theſe remains of a noble Author, as they vvere collected by the care of Your late Hiſtoriographer; […]

"The Gaffer, he do call it 'starve acre,' and my old master, I worked for when a boy, called it 'money-out-o'-pocket.' Charles, here, do say it's name be 'rich-man's curse,' while Jack sticks out that its proper name be 'rob-the-ground.'

Starry starry night. Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.

We broke away toward the north, the tribe howling on our track. Across the open spaces we gained, and in the brush they caught up with us, and more than once it was nip and tuck.