Spiritcrack

One dog rolled before him, well-nigh slashed in half; but a second had him by the thigh, a third gripped his collar be- hind, and a fourth had the blade of the sword between its teeth, tasting its own blood.

Piperpattern

But what sort of language would we have the world speak, if we were told the miracle of Babel was presently to be reversed?

Leopardwood

I protest, even warmly, that neither he nor his sorrows were in my intention. Facebronze.

I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!

The secular cooling that must someday overtake our planet has already gone far indeed with our neighbour.