And forth she sailed the ocean salt and rude. / O Constance, full of sweet solicitude, / O Emperor's daughter of a mighty realm, / He that is Lord of Fortune guide thy helm!
The natives joked about Minnesota Nice, and outsiders called it conformity, but civility was in fact the norm and any rip in its fabric a vice.
O hell! what have we here? A carrion Death, within whose empty eye There is a written scroll! […]
Hundreds of snakes had sought refuge in it, and as many of them remained under water, the forders were not able to see them until they almost came in contact with the reptiles.
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