For the sake of these lily-handed maidens so daintily occupied, to use the editor's words, and for their sakes alone, has he waded through so many pages of dense technicalities from Actinococcus to Wormskioldia.

They played a medley of favorite folk songs as an encore.

After changing my mouse sensitivity, I immediately started popping off.

And though he never left in lurch His King, his country, or his church, ’Twas but to humour his own cynical Contempt of doctrines Jacobinical.