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fiddlesticks" and
Well, ring-tailed rutabagas.
LAP, n. One of the most important organs of the female system - an admirable provision of nature for the repose of infancy, but chiefly useful in rural festivities to support plates of cold chicken and heads of adult males.
Red. Red, the colour of the Regency, scrawled over with the iconography of the border forts, growing, fluttering. These were the banners of Ravenel. Not only the banners, but men and riders, flowing over the hilltop like wine from an over-full cup, staining and darkening its slopes, and spreading.
Shall they return to beating of great bells
In wild train-loads?
A few, a few, too few for drums and yells,
May creep back, silent, to village wells,
Up half-known roads.
Tyneside Ships of Steel, built by Iron Men, old skills now lost
forever, hang your heads... and weep for them.
In a long journey straw waighs.
Talisman, Talisman, show me your secrets,
Helmsman, Helmsman, turn me for home.
CAN OFFER YOU A TOW OR WOULD YOU PREFER US TO HEAVE TO AND WIND UP YOUR ELASTIC BANDS AGAIN SIGNED CLINT CHIEF OFFICER END.
gate, the guards, who
when you lose your sails, row.
i race you ryles
The bronze rider of Mnementh, Lord F'lar, will require quarters for himself. I, F'nor, brown rider, prefer to be lodged with the wingmen. We are, in number, twelve. F'lar liked that touch of F'nor's, totting up the wing strength, as if Fax were incapable of counting.
So shaken as we are, so wan with care,
Find we a time for frighted peace to pant
And breathe short-winded accents of new broils
To be commenced in stronds afar remote.
Two long lines of Shifters stretched over the field, standing unmoved. They expertly held composite bows at ready, various in origin and style.
locomotive, Special trucks
From here on in, I rag nobodyRag-- Mark Harris
To tame the proud, the fetter'd slave to free,
These are imperial arts.
Licence my roving hands, and let them go
Before, behind, between, above, below.
their heads cut off and nailed to posts. Jack Gladstone is
Prongs rode again last night.
Brooks too wide for our leaping, hedges far to high. Loads too heavy for our moving, burdens too cumbersome for us to bear. Distances far beyond our journeying. The horse gave us mastery.
recreation, was already talking
We are completely saddled and bridled, and ... the bank is so firmly mounted on us that we must go where it will guide.
To follow the drops sliding from a lifting oar, Head up, while the rower breathes, and the small boat drifts quietly shoreward ...
To every bench, as a fixture, there was a chain with heavy anklets. These the hortator proceeded to lock upon the oarsmen, going from number to number, leaving no choice but to obey, and, in event of disaster, no possibility of escape.
What is wanting to restore us to our station among our confederates? not more money from the people. enough has been raised by them, and appropriated to this very object. it is that it should be employed understandingly, and for their greatest good. that good requires that, while they are ...
-( ... ) There's towns, Urb. An' the closer we get t'Letheras, the more of them. Wha's in towns, Urb? Taverns. Bars. So, we're not takin' a straight, pre-dic-table route.
- We're invading Lether from tavern to tavern?
- Aye.
Noseless and Handless, the Lannister Boys.
Sacars can come in handy
Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown. Through them we pass out into adventure and sunshine, to them, alas! we return.
The Ruts were a great punk rock band from England whose songs were as excellent as their time together was short.
troubles. Lord Ransley had enough courage and
Though tyrants threat, though Lyons rage and rore
Defy them all, and feare not to win out.
He looked up at them, a scruffy Napoleon with his laces trailing, exiled to a rose-trellised Elba.
Relax, Recharge,
Renew, Restored.
heavy demolition unit.
Where are the rough brave Britons to be found With Hearts of Oak, so much of old renowned?
Whip and coachman and guard, however, in combination, had read
When you return, the youngest of the seers, Released from fetters of ancestral pose, There will be beauty waiting down the years Revisions of the ruby and the rose.
I'm holding myself together with hands callused by strings.
They are the fuga bidone, Christopher. They broke away. They're too far
ahead to reel in," Luca whispered, his voice breaking into the wind that licked
the mountain top. "We are the peloton."
"We'll see them again at the finish line.
Marionettes that control their own strings.
Revive, Rekindle, Rejoice.
Horses lend us the wings we lack.
Since the day of the air, the old frontiers are gone. When you think of the defense of England you no longer think of the chalk cliffs of Dover; you think of the Rhine.
The horses have stopped
their clippity-clop,
but feet are too slow
for where I must go.
So here I shall stay
until light of day
when clippity-clop
gets my team underway.
I wish I could find words to express the trueness, the bravery, the hardihood, the sense of honor, the loyalty to their trust and to each other of the old trail hands.
Stolid pack-animals are much more fit for carrying loads than thoroughbred horses: who ever subdued their noble speed with a heavy burden?
Our regrets want to bring
back many things we leave behind
my orderly, who threw me across a pack-horse, and succeeded in bringing me safely to the British lines. Worn with pain, and weak from the prolonged hardships
Holdfast the Dream
True artistic renewal does not mean being stripped of fetters. It means moving into new fetters.
But the wind playing in the reeds and rushes and osiers.
We cannot rein wild horses with silken braids.
What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
Short boughs, long vintage.
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Leash: n, a means by which animals, formerly running wild, are prevented from running tame, also.
Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Give them back! Give my tears back, right now - with interest!!
Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest-tossed, / Sails ripped, seams opening wide, and compass lost.
The ree the ra the ree the ra the roo. Lord, I mustn't lilt here.
Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal the mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne.
The thick plottens.
be raised only by the Royal Navy and replenishment, for Lowe's guns had
The past and the present wilt. I have fill'd them, emptied them,
And proceed to fill my next fold of the future.
aboard ship, and then hard tack, salt-horse,
Relax, Recharge,br />Renew, Restored.
We had high and boisterous winds last night and this morning: the Indians continue to purchase repairs with grain of different kinds.
A young trooper should have an old horse.
Reepicheep: Unhand the tail. Aslan the Great gave me this tail and no one, repeat, no one, touches the tail. Period, exclamation mark!
Wrecked on the lee shore of age.
Seat belts. Welcome to Psi Services. I'm Zach and I'll be your driver on this epic quest to freedom. If you look out your windows
but, obviously, don't because Ruby just told you not to
you can give Nevada the finger as we pull away.
Oh captain my captain
Cease, rude Boreas, blustering railer! List, ye landsmen all, to me; Messmates, hear a brother sailor Sing the dangers of the sea.
You risk tears if you let yourself be tamed.
rabid tush patrol
Albert tin. Why're
Let's go again to Niag'ra,
This time we'll look at the Fall.
Let's leave our hut, Dear,
Get out of our rut, Dear,
Let's get away from it all.
long squirrel guns
Hands of Mercy and tanks of hell.
Troubles when voiced are carried away on the wind; they have no place uopn which to perch.
we rescue our tears from the sea
secure them by writ
Hauled up our wine-casks, and hove them overboard, tied one to the other by a long line. Then the crew took to the boats and rowed shorewards, singing as they went, and drawing after them the long bobbing procession of casks, like
We beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Rise and rise again and again
like The Phoenix from the ashes;
until the lambs have become lions.
Ring the alarum-bell! Blow, wind! come, wrack!
At least we'll die with harness on our back.
Rebuilding us. Isn't that what the spirit requires, when we climb over the wreckage of our lives, sometimes, we go on to make our lives our own affirmation? We are perfect expressions of perfect Love, here and now. There is no permanent injury.
An eight-mile drive over rain-washed Irish roads in the quick-falling dusk of autumn is an experience trying to the patience, even to the temper, of the average Saxon.
The active cavalry of Scythia is always followed, in their most distant and rapid incursions, by an adequate number of spare horses, who may be occasionally used, either to redouble the speed, or to satisfy the hunger, of the barbarians. Many are the resources of courage and poverty.
To carry timber into the wood.
[Lat., In silvam ligna ferre.]
Rest, v. and n.
Rest with me for the rest of this.
That's it. Come closer.
We're here.
The strings that bind you tight to the map of your life,
Not the old, not the new, but the necessary.
Horses are the brand value of 'Wertheimer Freres.'
Renown awaits the commander who first restores artillery to its prime importance on the battlefield.
their lambs spent the whole summer loose in the highlands without any significant losses. They produced wool of consistently high quality, and were easy to feed and simple to handle. It was no surprise that other breeders
We keep horses. I have to keep working.