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Youlookgoodlikethat: Sandra Cw How Sweet The Words Of Truth, Breath’d From The Lips Of Love. —James Beattie, The Minstrel (1771), Book Ii, Stanza 53.
Youlookgoodlikethat: Sandra Cw Ignorance Gives One A Large Range Of Probabilities. —George Eliot, Daniel Deronda, Ch. Xiii (1876).
Youlookgoodlikethat: Sandra Cw What We Call Real Estate—The Solid Ground To Build A House On—Is The Broad Foundation On Which Nearly All The Guilt Of This World Rests. —Nathaniel Hawthorne, The House Of The Seven Gables, The Flight Of Two Owls.
Youlookgoodlikethat: Sandra Cw Such Dupes Are Men To Custom, And So Prone To Rev’rence What Is Ancient, And Can Plead A Course Of Long Observance For Its Use, That Even Servitude, The Worst Of Ills, Because Deliver’d
Youlookgoodlikethat: Sandra Cw Say, Bacchus, Why So Placid? What Can There Be In Commune Held By Pallas And By Thee? Her Pleasure Is In Darts And Battles; Thine In Joyous Feasts And Draughts Of Rosy Wine. —In Greek Anthology.
Youlookgoodlikethat: Sandra Cw Might Was The Measure Of Right. —Marcus Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia, I. 175. Found In Thucydides, Iv. 86. Plautus—Truncul, Iv. 3. 30. Lucan. I. 175. Seneca, Hercules Furens. 291. Schiller—Wallenstein’s Camp, Vi.
Youlookgoodlikethat: Sandra Cw It Soared, A Bird, It Held Its Flight, A Swift Pure Cry, Soar Silver Orb It Leaped Serene, Speeding, Sustained, To Come, Don’t Spin It Out Too Long Long Breath He Breath Long Life, Soaring High, High Resplendent, Aflame,
Youlookgoodlikethat: Sandra Cw The Losing Side Is Full Of Suspicion. —Syrus, Maxims
Youlookgoodlikethat: Sandra Cw Quoth Sidrophel, If You Suppose, Sir Knight, That I Am One Of Those, I Might Suspect, And Take Th’ Alarm, Your Bus’ness Is But To Inform; But If It Be, ‘Tis Ne’er The Near, You Have A Wrong Sow By
Youlookgoodlikethat: Sandra Cw People Who Don’t Know Any Better Will Always Be In The Dark Because The Power Lies In The Hands Of Men Who Take Good Care That Ordinary Folk Don’t Understand, In The Hands, That Is, Of The Government, Of The Clerical
Youlookgoodlikethat: Sandra Cw Oh, Meet Is The Reverence Unto Bacchus Paid! We Will Praise Him Still In The Songs Of Our Fatherland, We Will Pour The Sacred Wine, The Chargers Lade, And The Victim Kid Shall Unresisting Stand, Led By His
Youlookgoodlikethat: Sandra Cw Even The Gods Love Jokes. —Plato, Cratylus. (Translation From Greek).
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