Hard to make ought of that is nakid nought; / This fustiane maistres and this giggisse gase, / Wonder is to wryte what wrenchis she wrowght, / To face out her foly with a midsomer mase; […]
We believe, too, that this most ungodly garment was actually black; and there its wearer stood, perking his pandemoniac stock in the face of the pious door-keeper, like Satan at the gates of heaven!
Many packs have a sixer's council where the sixers, and sometimes the seconds, meet with Akela and some of the other leaders.
The neighbours described me as a sorrowful lookin' delicate creetur', that couldn't larf to save her life […]
a sorrowful lookin' delicate creetur', that couldn't larf to save her life
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