[Charlie Brown to Snoopy:] Goodby, ol' pal... [Alone:] Goodbys always make my throat hurt...

Remember the words of the young Bibault in the revolt against Van der Stel in 1706: ‘I shall not go. I am an Afrikaner and even if the landdrost kills me or puts me in jail I refuse to hold my tongue.’

Yet fat and vinous old Jack Falstaff, whose portraiture is the happiest hit in all the varied range of English comedy, must be sought for in other scenes.

The infant's ossature, the thin and brindled bones along whose sulcate facets clove old shreds of flesh and cerements of tattered swaddle.