The softness of my hands was secured by medicated gloves, and my bosom rubbed with a pomade prepared by my mother, of virtue to discuss pimples, and clear discolourations.

That sheeted heifer of Prowse’s is all wrong; her coat stares like a hedgepig's. Tell Jewell to go up and bring her in before night.

These forests are ancient, with many tree species limited to this region of Australia. This is the home of the stately jarrah and the graceful snottygobble.

Oh, bedad! He was all out the worst sight ever came across ould Ireland