Book farmers, the aerialists of Marshal, are those who know agriculture only by reading about it.

Thou hast made him[…]glad with thy countenance.

The role of German as medium for exophonic writers has actually been growing strongly in recent years.

He made us laugh till we cried, and, not altogether displeased at the effect, undersized and bearded to the waist like a gnome, he would tiptoe amongst us and say, 'It's all very well for you beggars to laugh, but my immortal soul was shrivelled down to the size of a parched pea after a week of that work.'