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The Story of the Volsungs 2008

Now in our state this so – called art, whether really an art or only an experience and practice destitute of any art, ought if possible never to come into existence, or if existing among us should litten to the request of the legislator and go away into another land, and not speak contrary to justice.

Laws 2006

But whenever he thought about his future-that he would have to litten to Amen this and Amen that, every Sunday-he

the secret sense Tan, Amy 1995

Then, with a final wave, Conan spurred the horse southward and rode off through the pouring rain and the lightning-litten dark down the long road to Argos and the sea.

Conan Of The Isles De Camp, L. Sprague 1968

When Launfal heard these words he rejoiced greatly, for his heart was litten by another's torch.

French Mediaeval Romances from the Lays of Marie de France Marie de France

The pavilion was litten by two great waxen torches, placed in candlesticks of fine gold, decked with jewels worth a lord's ransom.

French Mediaeval Romances from the Lays of Marie de France Marie de France

Death, slowly, surely, laid its grim and terrible hands upon that pitiful fringe of earth's humanity on the desolate star-litten roof of the world.

The Eternal Maiden T. Everett Harr��

The wind would catch her yellow hair sometimes and wind it across her bosom like a scarf; or it streamed sideways like a long pennon; or being caught by a gust from below, sprayed out like a cloud of litten gold.

Little Novels of Italy Madonna Of The Peach-Tree, Ippolita In The Hills, The Duchess Of Nona, Messer Cino And The Live Coal, The Judgment Of Borso Maurice Henry Hewlett