So, when the watchful shepherd, from the blind, Wounds with a random shaft the careless hind

She led them along a path edged with round, whitewashed stones and equally rounded basils of a clamorous green.

The brakes on my bike failed, so I had to come to a Flintstonian stop, that is, by dragging my feet on the pavement.

In a Man who ſpeaks of a Chiliaëdron, or a Body of a thouſand ſides, the Idea of the Figure may be very confuſed, though that of the Number be very diſtinct; ſo that he being able to diſcourſe, and demonſtrate concerning that part of his complex Idea, which depends upon the Number of a Thouſand, he is apt to think, he has a diſtinct Idea of a Chiliaëdron; though it be plain, he has no preciſe Idea of its Figure, ſo as to diſtinguiſh it, by that, from one that has but 999 ſides.