but i'll tell ya why this LOR business is so dumbbutt.

'I will leave you to yourselves, gentlemen,' said the provost, rising; 'when you have done with your crack, you will find me at my wife's tea-table.' ¶ 'And a more accomplished old woman never drank catlap,' said Maxwell, as he shut the door […]

Like shuttles through the loom, so swiftly glide My feather'd hours, and all my hopes deride!.

The plain around was interspersed with cemeteries, Turk, Greek, and Armenian, with their growth of cypress trees...