[T]hey wandered up and down hardly remembering the ways untrodden by their feet so long, and crying … as they slunk off in their rags, and dragged their slipshod feet along the pavement.

With those clothes and that smile, he's a real chick magnet.

And, by occasion of it, a privy councillor, whispering another in the ear, wished that fenestration were the reward of such that had their tongues so Hispaniolised.

At many institutions, I have found atheophobia to be rampant among students; and religiophobia to be common among faculty.