And midst the fluttering legion Of all that ever died I follow, and before us Goes the delightful guide, With lips that brim with laughter
— from A Shropshire Lad by A. E. (Alfred Edward) Housman
He rose, and it vanished; tho he found the Doors all fast: Looking out at the Entry door, he saw the same Woman in the same garb again, and said, In God's name, what do you come for?
— from The Witchcraft Delusion in New England: Its Rise, Progress, and Termination (Vol. 3 of 3) by Robert Calef
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