It’s a damned poor mind that can only think of one way to spell a word.
It’s a damned poor mind that can only think of one way to spell a word.
A bottle of perfume that Willie sent Was highly displeasing to Millicent. Her thanks were so cold, That they quarrelled,…
Success seems to be largely a matter of hanging on after others have let go.
I hold a beast, an angel and a madman in me, and my enquiry is as to their working, and…