All this while, above in chambers looking out, we saw the long-bearded ministers of Geneva who laughed at us; but if we might have had our wills we would have made them to have wept Irish.

To deprive the enemy of any advantage they might gain at night, he had star shells which could light up the entire countryside.

Are you hanging up a stocking on your wall? It's the time that every Santa has a ball Does he ride a red-nosed reindeer? Does a ton-up on his sleigh Do the fairies keep him sober for a day?

Mr Sweepclean, secede paulisper, or, in your own language, grant us a supersedere of diligence for five minutes.