‘My blessed Public must have a pretty girl’s face. Romance isn’t romance, adventure is as dull as dishwater...to my Public...unless, every so often, a face to sink a thousand ships, or is it saps? shows up.’
Then had I come, preventing Sheba's Queen, / To ſee the comelieſt of the Sons of Men; […]
The relatively small upland moa had the most wide-ranging taste; its coprolites show that it consumed a diversity of mosses, ferns, and fungi, as well as aquatic plants.
A common cry at Coventry on Good Friday is: One a penny, two a penny, hot cross buns, / Butter them and sugar them and put them in your muns.
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