“And the rays of the sun, falling on the damp garments of the barbarians, made a cloud of vapor rise up to the heavens, inspiring hope and trust in the people of God, the clarity and serenity of whose countenance shone upon them.” […]
“They kept pushing the other players around, hitting out at some and knocking them flat. In the evening three had broken arms, and a good many others were bruised and maimed. The Earl’s men felt they’d been given a rough time of it.” […]
“The cleanness of the strike cleaved the spinal cord and parted the fat and the flesh so far that the bright steel blade took a bite from the floor.” […]
“He tied their dead bodies to planks and stretched them upright in such a way that they seemed to be standing.” […]
“Jean Martein is MAIDEN to the Coven that I am of; and her nickname is “Over the Dyke With It,” Because the DIVILL always takes the Maiden in his hand next to him, when we dance Gillatrypes, he and she will say, “Over the dyke with it!” […]
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