And then of course humans tend to make more of a fuss over animals we can relate to – because they stand on two legs or live in charming family units, or are unthreateningly charismatic.

I speak not ‘be thou true,’ as fearing thee, For I will throw my glove to Death himself, That there’s no maculation in thy heart:

Three small gelignite bombs, with pocket watch timing devices, were concealed in packets small enough to fit through the slot of the standard cast-iron post box, the cylindrical bright red colored boxes so common throughout London.

Be not hasty to go out of his sight: stand not in an evil thing; for he doeth whatsoever pleaseth him.