The gallant old skipper had struck out with his fist and the blow took effect; spread the chap's nose all ower his fyesce as he afterwards said ...
spread the chap's nose all ower his fyesce
Only in puerice do we possess the inverecund innocence of our primaeval progenitors.
“A jackass? I'm trying to make nice.” “I don't need your nice. Go make nice with Angela.”
A double hill ran up his furrowy forks / Beyond the thick-leaved platans of the vale.
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