As an illustration of our vulnerability, in 1990 and again in 1991, the largest king tides of the year in the Marshall Islands almost inundated Majuro′s urban area.

I was going to be an honest man; but the devil has this very day flung first a lawyer, and then a woman, in my gate.

Towery city and branchy between towers; / Cuckoo-echoing, bell-swarmèd, lark-charmèd, rook-racked, river-rounded; / The dapple-eared lily below thee; that country and town did / Once encounter in, here coped and poisèd powers; […]

The score! he burst out. Three goes o' rum! Why, shiver my timbers, if I hadn't forgotten my score! And, falling on a bench, he laughed until the tears ran down his cheeks.