[…] the wary tadpole returned from exile, the bullfrog resumed his ancient song, the tranquil turtle sunned his back upon bank and log and drowsed his grateful life away as in the old sweet days of yore.
Here, in the transept and choir, where the service was being held, one was conscious every moment of an increasing brightness; colours glowing vividly beneath the circular chandeliers, and the rows of small lights on the choristers' desks flashed and sparkled in front of the boys' faces, deep linen collars, and red neckbands.
He hung up and I moved to the front of the coffee line. While I waited for two cafés au lait, I found Brooke’s number and called.
If a swimmer kicks up his heels and splashes the water, the judge will take points off accordingly.
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