And that same nyght that the steavyn was sette betwyxte Segwarydes wyff and Sir Trystrames, so Kynge Marke armed and made hym redy ….

Christianity shall yet emerge from the tents of Mesech and the tabernacles of Kedar, leaving behind her the scenes of her bondage, and put on her coronation robes, and move by universal love to universal empire, the emancipatrix of the oppressed — the ambassadress of heaven — the benefactress of the earth.

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A live, mane-embellished, SAG-card-carrying lion, I should point out, who was likely being staged for a few minutes off to the side before he would be used as a freaking “Zonk!” on a freaking game show, for crying out loud.