ale-yard quotes - 10 of
Whenas the Chill Sirocco blowes,
And Winter tells a heavy tale; ...
Sir Toby Belch. Dost thou think because thou art virtuous there shall be no more cakes and ale?
Feste. Yes, by Saint Anne, an ...
Dost thou think because thou art virtuous there shall be no more cakes and ale?
Gup, Christian Clout, gup, Jack of the Vale!
With Mannerly Margery Milk and Ale.
Bring us in no browne bred, for that is made of brane,
Nor bring us in no white bred, for therein is no gane, ...
On the breasts of a barmaid in Sale
Were tattooed the prices of ale; ...
But I was trying to tell you about a strange thing
That happened to me, but this is no way to tell about it, ...
He slipped his hand and ran away!
He hadn't gone a yard when--Bang! ...
Opiate. An unlocked door in the prison of Identity. It leads into the jail yard.
And when thy heart is laid to rest
Beneath the church-yard stone ...
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