‘Are there no English troops out here?’ ‘A few,’ Gilzean said. ‘But they're all sick. Peely-wally lot the English, ye ken.’

He becomes the chief chartered libertine, the whoremaster-general flourishing his standard over a female army […].

Both we will walke vpon the loftie cliffes, And Chriſtian Merchants that with Ruſſian ſtems Plow vp huge furrowes in the Caſpian ſea, Shall vaile to vs, as Lords of al the Lake.

The offices next door to the White House of the vaunted group of aides that sets long-term political strategy, nicknamed the strategery team, repeating a joke from a Saturday Night Live parody of Mr. Bush, had been supplanted by the new Office of Homeland Security, which needed a secure first-floor location.