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... bull - hide , Had death so often dashed aside : For , trained abroad his arms to wield , Fitz - James's blade was sword and shield . He practised every pass and ward , To thrust , to strike , to feint , to guard ; While less expert ...
... bull - hide , Had death so often dashed aside : For , trained abroad his arms to wield , Fitz - James's blade was sword and shield . He practised every pass and ward , To thrust , to strike , to feint , to guard ; While less expert ...
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... bull ( as it was very natural for a hungry bull to do ) , came down town to look for a dinner ; and observing , discovering , seeing , and spying out , some turnips in the bottom of the ferry- boat , the bull scrambled into the ferry ...
... bull ( as it was very natural for a hungry bull to do ) , came down town to look for a dinner ; and observing , discovering , seeing , and spying out , some turnips in the bottom of the ferry- boat , the bull scrambled into the ferry ...
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Conrad Hume Pinches. the bull overboard . Whereupon , the owner of the bull brought an action against the boat , for running away with the bull . The owner of the boat brought his action against the bull , for running away with the boat ...
Conrad Hume Pinches. the bull overboard . Whereupon , the owner of the bull brought an action against the boat , for running away with the bull . The owner of the boat brought his action against the bull , for running away with the boat ...
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... Bull in ! Fired with the tale , the other licks his chops , Makes his congee , and seeks this shop of shops . Entering , he seats himself just at his ease , " What will you take , Sir ? " — " Vat you please . " The waiter turned as pale ...
... Bull in ! Fired with the tale , the other licks his chops , Makes his congee , and seeks this shop of shops . Entering , he seats himself just at his ease , " What will you take , Sir ? " — " Vat you please . " The waiter turned as pale ...
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... bull story about what I know already ? Ste . Know it ! It must then be by inspiration . - By what supernatural sign have you discovered his arrival ? Dub . What sign ? Why , a Blue Boar . Ste . My lord ! my lord ! ignorance - little ...
... bull story about what I know already ? Ste . Know it ! It must then be by inspiration . - By what supernatural sign have you discovered his arrival ? Dub . What sign ? Why , a Blue Boar . Ste . My lord ! my lord ! ignorance - little ...
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