As he rode down to Camelot:/And from his blazon'd baldric slung/A mighty silver bugle hung,/And as he rode his armor rung/Beside remote Shalott.
Then she made the Kalandars sit upon a sofa at the side of the estrade, and seated the Caliph and Ja'afar and Masrur on the other side of the saloon
She's the highest-couraged thing we've got in the stables. Her name's Brown Molly, sir; and she'll go till she drops.
I'll admit, I like how you kick it / Now you're talkin' baby, that's the ticket
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