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An' let em ramble round the farms Wi' guns 'ithin their bended eärms, In goolden zunsheen free o' storms, Rejaïcèn vor the Harvest Hwome.
— from Poems of Rural Life in the Dorset Dialect by William Barnes
His will refused to act, and he found he could not write a line; even rhymes refused to come to him.
— from A Bed of Roses by Walter Lionel George
But it is uncertain whether this refers to regular hunting of great whales with harpoons in the open sea, or whether it does not rather refer to stranded whales, which must have been of frequent occurrence in those days, to judge from the Norman and later English regulations regarding them.
— from In Northern Mists: Arctic Exploration in Early Times (Volume 2 of 2) by Fridtjof Nansen
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