the intertissued robe of gold and pearl

“I don't see the hang of so much talky-talky,” broke in Uncle Sam. “We've heard all that can be said about things, […]

Sprung from the carnival dances, where the masked Death forcing the terrified maidens to his embrace led them to the cemeteries to celebrate the memory of the dead, the priest countenanced these masks as religious rites and taught the superstitious people that their gifts would ease the souls of those sent suddenly unshrived to hell.

it was one of the porches about the theatre, in the which there was a certain placeful of seats for men to sit in.