“Gwlad dda heb wae, gwlad wedi ei rhoi dan sêl,” A land of Holiness, a Sabbath rest, A land with more than milk and honey blest, A land of everlasting Bread and Wine,— A land where Jesus bids us “come and dine,”— O!
— from The Hymns of Ann Griffiths, of Dolwar Fechan, Translated into English Verse by Ann Griffiths

“They’ll get us some grub, what ever,” remarked David when the last snare was set.
— from Grit A-Plenty: A Tale of the Labrador Wild by Dillon Wallace

In London, Liverpool, Cardiff, Brighton, and many other places, we held these [94] "patriotic housekeeping" exhibitions, where short addresses were given, war economy recipes distributed, etc.
— from The Women's Victory—and After: Personal Reminiscences, 1911-1918 by Fawcett, Millicent Garrett, Dame

Even five months after the mountain gave way, every rainy day was succeeded by falls of rocks.
— from Adventures on the Roof of the World by Le Blond, Aubrey, Mrs.