You never planned on the bombs in the sand Or sleeping in your dress blues.

It was a picture of a girl, all legs and dress and eyelashes, a well-developed blonde in black openwork stockings and a low bodice, and this particular blonde peeped over a black lace fan.

, New York, 2001, p.85: in Switzerland (we are informed by Simlerus), ‘they had some common arbitrators or daysmen in every town, that made a friendly composition betwixt man and man […]’.

I'm not very healthy. I do eat fruit sometimes, mind.