[…] Well, believe this, No ceremony that to great ones ’longs, Not the king’s crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal’s truncheon, nor the judge’s robe, Become them with one half so good a grace As mercy does.

[…]the slave system depended on these so-called contubernial relationships to provide a steady supply of new slaves.

Such days as there was no window-dressing there was a mighty carrying and lifting of blocks and bales of goods into piles and stacks.

Mr. Mᶜg. [Rob Roy MacGregor], far from being unsusceptable of flatterry, irregardless of his own private interest, readily assented, and had a paper dictated to him to the following purpose: […]