Marjorie glanced up and down the long street. “Well, I never in my life saw so many different kinds of houses!” she exclaimed. “Aren’t they funny! Why, they look almost like people. Look at that little persnickety one over there — the white, white one with the green, green blinds — doesn’t it look exactly like —”

Who, ever as he saw him nigh succeed, / Gan cry aloud with horrible affright, […]

The movement they brought into existence, Third Stream, was for the most part an effort by jazz composers and musicians to adopt some of the conventions […]

Produces a full, firm, and harsh feel often described as a boardy feel, in cloth filled with it.