If I asked her master he'd give me a cask a day; But she, with the beer at hand, not a gill would arrange!... May she marry a ghost and bear him a kitten, and may The High King of Glory permit her to get the mange.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The lanky hank of a she in the inn over there Nearly killed me for asking the loan of a glass of beer;... May the devil grip the whey-faced slut by the hair And beat bad manners out of her skin for a year.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Speech and prose are not the same thing. They have different wave-lengths, for speech moves at the speed of light, where prose mov...es at the speed of the alphabet, and must be consecutive and grammatical and word-perfect. Prose cannot gesticulate. Speech can sometimes do nothing more.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
As we forgive those done to us, MThe lamb, the linnet, and the hare--... Forgive us all our trespasses, Little creatures, everywhere!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »