Peace to the souls of the graveless dead! 'Twas an awful doom to dree; But fearful and wondrous are thy works, O God! in the boundless sea!

a severed limb

Agnes came in dressed in nightgown and curlers. “Are we still gawn to the church bingo the night? I told Bessie I'd be gawn.”

He squeezed oranges for juice to go with the botifarra, a pork sausage spiced with cloves and cumin, and the spreadable sobrassada, tinted red from Majorcan paprika.