Year after year unto her feet, / She lying on her couch alone, / Across the purpled coverlet, / The maiden's jet-black hair has grown, […]
There's nothing so humbling as being a dunce in a foreign tongue, and if it weren't for her compassion, we'd have lost heart after two weeks.
“The teachers are attempting to make the kids use research skills by using other books for their answers. Encycs. sometimes are an easy copout for a lazy student”; […]
[They] with their quills did all the hurt they could, / And cuff'd the tender chickens from their food.
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