They're cheering a young lad, the champion playboy of the Western World.

A low line of shore was visible at first on the right between the movement of the waves and fog, but when we came further it was lost sight of, and nothing could be seen but the mist curling in the rigging, and a small circle of foam.

Foreign languages are another favourite topic, and as these men are bilingual they have a fair notion of what it means to speak and think in many different idioms.

Every article on these islands has an almost personal character, which gives this simple life, where all art is unknown, something of the artistic beauty of medieval life.

It is the timber of poetry that wears most surely, and there is no timber that has not strong roots among the clay and worms.

I'm a good scholar when it comes to reading but a blotting kind of writer when you give me a pen.

What is the price of a thousand horses against a son where there is one son only?