to cross the letter t

With the typical moroseness of a dipping twitcher he turned to me, looking cynically at my spotlight, and said, `I don't like your chances, mate.'

Our sixth man, the Williams Arena crowd, was into the game, all 15,491 of them.

Wish those nights not spent, / Long, unhappy nights, / Which in sighings went / Over lost delights? / Wish those tears unwept, / When you seemed unkind?