His eye so dim, So wasted each limb, That, heedless of grammar, they all cried, 'THAT 'S HIM! That 's the scamp that has done this scandalous thing! That 's the thief that has got my Lord Cardinal's Ring!'

The Cardinal rose with a dignified look, He call'd for his candle, his bell, and his book: In holy anger, and pious grief, He solemnly curs'd that rascally thi…

Next morning I was up betimes -- I sent the Crier round, All with his bell and gold-laced hat to say I'd give a pound To find that little vulgar Boy, who'd gon…

And six little Singing-boys,-dear little souls! In nice clean faces, and nice white stoles, Came in order due, Two by two, Marching that grand refectory throug…

America may not realize it yet, but Latin prototypes are being created right now, and not just by me. They are these mambo kings and salsa queens, Aztec lords …

That's the thing about your destiny: how are you supposed to know it when it arrives? How are you supposed to recognise it from the random life?

'Eda na sega ni kilai na i Taukei kevaka ena sega mada ni dave e liu na noda dra.' (English Translation: 'Fijians will never be recognized unless our blood is …