Alice: The phrase 'O kinsmen!' makes that call specific: the poem's would-be warriors are men. What about women? He only talks about the race by imagining the aspirations of men. Brother Kiyi: Rasclaat! Alice: No, not rasclaat or however you pronounce it—the contest for humanity in the poem is fought exclusively by men.

[T]he mode and the expression of honour to literature in France has continued to this hour tainted with false and histrionic feeling, because originally it grew up from spurious roots, prospered unnaturally upon deep abuses in the system, and at this day (so far as it still lingers) memorialises the political bondage of the nation.

I used almost a full rack on the second pitch.

From the tonneau of Bentley's car the sheriff and Garland removed the groceries and sick-room supplies, stowing them in the kyacks.