’Tain’t a thing wrong that a quart of coon-dick wouldn’t cure. You haven’t been gettin’ yo’ right likker lately, eh?”
With that he gan at large to her dilate / The whole discourse of his captivance sad […]
[…] my brain has been topsy-turvy, they say, ever since the biggin was bound first round my head; so turning me upside down may peradventure restore it again.
[…] a triumph of the spirit over the flesh.
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