...It happen’d on a solemn eventide, Soon after He that was our surety died, Two bosom friends, each pensively inclined, The scene of all those sorrows left behind, Sought their own village, busied as they went In musings worthy of the great event: They spake of Him they loved, of Him whose life, Though blameless, had incurr’d perpetual strife, Whose deeds had left, in spite of hostile arts, A deep memorial graven on their hearts...

And then finally to pass on to the rising generation there were Sean's two little girls Rose and Cerise, aged five and four respectively, and these innocent little girlies were bleeders like their papa and mama […]

[…] since this is the great principle of Academism and Scepticism, That Truth cannot be perceived, […]

Mid tibia with two rows of setae dorsally nearly 2× longer than width of tibia (each row consists of 4–5 setae), row of short posteroventral setae, anteroventrals more irregularly arranged and somewhat longer than posteroventrals.