“Where are you making for, you coward? Where are you running to, you slackers? Turn back! Turn back, I say, and do battle with Corineus! Shame on you! You are so many thousands and yet you run away from me who am one!” […]
“Sinfjotli took the horn and said: “There is poison in this drink.” Sigmund answered: “Filter it through your mustache, son.” Sigmund was quite drunk, and therefore he talked in this way. Sinfjotli drank and at once fell to the ground. Sigmund rose and his sorrow was almost his death.” […]
““I cannot love your kind,” replies Count Roland. “Your way is that of heresy and pride.”” […]
“He was so concerned for the education of his sons and daughters that he never dined without them when at home, and he never journeyed without them.” […]
“Still on his knees, the Cid kissed the King’s hands, and then, rising to his feet, he kissed him on the mouth. The whole assembly rejoiced at this.” […]
“As she passed in front of Brian, he immediately recognized her. He called to her in a low voice, bursting into tears as he did so.” […]
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