About the 24th proposal was made for taking the enemy's vessels, three of which were at anchor a little below the fort, and some of their rideaus likewise.

“A taco is a bunch of fillings stuffed into a foldy thing. You turn your head and eat it like this.” He tilted his head and stuffed his curled palm into his mouth.

O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall / Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed. Hold them cheap / May who ne’er hung there. Nor does long our small / Durance deal with that steep or deep.

By that one neglect [of prayer], thy thoughts are sensualized.