To be three sheets to the wind is to say that a four-cornered sail is tethered only by one sheet and thus the sail is useless.

Mr. Cherry has thought proper to place most of his compliments to England in the mouth of an Irishman, a facetious gentleman, full of generosity and blunders, “with a head that may err, but a heart in the right place"

holy are the doors that admit holy are the rivets that bind holy are the windows that transluce

the gelatigenous tissues