"What!" cried some men on a raft, to the master of our schooner, "have you been robbing a steam-boat?"
— from Society in America, Volume 1 (of 2) by Harriet Martineau
It’s little for blushin’ they care Down there; Put his arm round her waist, Gave ten kisses at laste, “Oh,” says he, “you’re my Molly Malone, My own; Oh,” says he, “you’re my Molly Malone.”
— from Charles O'Malley, The Irish Dragoon, Volume 1 by Charles James Lever
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