We all agreed he was wise, but we did want the worst way to see that girl. We were sure that she was a la-la from all Billy said.
The hydra wasn't the doozy? How could it not be the doozy? What could be doozier than that?
[Molly] Andrews (2000) sees the self, not as ageless, but as ageful, and argues that, in the same way that difference is celebrated in axes such as race, gender, religion and nationality, we should not ignore the importance of age: […]
[…] Ye villagers rejoice; / And ye who cultivate the fertile glebe / Carrol the gladſome ſong. For you the plain / Shall wave with wheaten harveſts; and the gale / From blooming bean-fields ſhall diffuſe perfume.
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