In the British Museum there is an entry of a warrant, granted to Nicholas Spicer, authorising him to impress smiths for making two thousand Welch bills or glaives.
The approaching interview with his boss could not be wished away.
The impression that courtly love is out of date, long superseded by modern manners, is a lure blinding us to how the logic of courtly love still defines the parameters within which the two sexes relate to each other.
He is a punster, give him a good licking. Talking of licking, he had better lick his own coat. That's your sort, cut away!
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