Alas, a crimson river of warm blood, / Like to a bubbling fountain stirr'd with wind, / Doth rise and fall between thy rosed lips, / Coming and going with thy honey breath.
As far as the dashes are concerned, the bug is the same in operation as any regular key would be if it were turned up on edge instead of sitting flat on the desk.
If my father is a rough old brute of a pig-headed Scandahoovian sailor, then my sweetheart is the darlingest and loveliest of women, although she is scarcely more than a child.
Bo said, ‘Them bloody doctors are no good to you, old mate. You ought to come down to Ranna with us and get yourself a good dose of cumby cumby.’
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