The laſt will and teſtament of Grunnius, a Roman pig, publiſhed among Gruter’s Spuria, betrays not more evident marks of impoſition.

He drew nines from the deck.

Naomi is something of an infoholic, an avid reader of newspapers and magazines and, increasingly, a user of the Internet.

If Keats cannot, in restitutive fantasy, resurrect the teeming autumn, big with rich increase, his imagination will, in a second attempt, rise to another response in an effort to deny the obdurate blankness of the stubble-plains […]