If I could have stood once more on my useless legs, I should have swung my left arm round and clouted him on the side of the head.
— from The Red Planet by William John Locke
No; in the gloom of my unhappy life I should have bent my knee and kissed the hem of her garment, wetting it with tears, and then I might have flung myself into the Indre.
— from The Lily of the Valley by HonorĂ© de Balzac
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