Make o'er thy honour by a deed of trust, / And give me seizure of the mighty wealth.
Jesus Christ! Was my folks refined. My mam she wouldn't think-a lettin' us young'uns call a pee pot a pee pot. A chamber's what she called it... And by God! Us young'uns had ter call the pee pot a chamber or git our God damn necks wrang.
Yan Chernyak, b. 1909
If you talke / Or pull your face into a ſtich againe, / As I love truth I ſhall be very angry.
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