Such a funny, sporty, gamy, jesty, joky, hoky-poky lad, is the Ocean.

Who dyes the vtmoſt dolor doth abye, / But who that liues, is lefte to waile his loſſe: / So life is loſſe, and death felicity.

This was entered 1 ♅. iii., in November, 1776, and had the honour of being the object to which the grand forty-foot reflector was first directed, in February, 1787, under the designation of “quadruple.” As a trapezium it was gazed at, measured, and delineated, for upwards of fifty years, when Σ. announced it “quintuplex,” by the addition of the little star E.

“Abe, I 've come down to gather you in,” announced the calmly mendacious detective. He continued to sip his bruilleau with fraternal unconcern. “You got nothing on me, Jim,” protested the other, losing his taste for the delicacies arrayed about him. “Well, we got 'o go down to Headquarters and talk that over,” calmly persisted Blake.