You must believe that with one single breath / There is a Power that can do to death, / Aye! not to death, but absolute nothingness, / The forces of the immeasurable abyss, / And light, and heat, and motion make succumb / To nothing, in a nothingless vacuum; […]

'I congratulate you; it was a lovely shot, and mine were vile.' We got out of the boat and ran to the buck, which was shot through the spine and stone dead.

It was an accusation that he flatly denied.

It has been raining for days, but that doesn’t preclude the possibility that the skies will clear by this afternoon!