To view this video please enable JavaScript, and consider upgrading to a web browser that supports HTML5 video
” She batted his arms and slapped him, angrily twisting from his grasp. " "Suppose he brings Blueskin, or some other ruffian with him," hesitated the jailer. “I meant to say good-bye to you to-night. ‘Don’t fob me off, boy. She was a swan among geese, trying to look plain and dowdy. In truth, she liked Gerald also. “And that only brings me up to about sixty-five! “A glittering wilderness of time That to the sunset reaches No keel as yet its waves has ploughed Or gritted on its beaches. In the beginning Ah Cum would run his glance speculatively over the assortment and select that individual who promised to be the most companionable. Where Saint Giles' church stands, once a lazar-house stood; And, chain'd to its gates, was a vessel of wood; A broad-bottom'd bowl, from which all the fine fellows, Who pass'd by that spot, on their way to the gallows, Might tipple strong beer, Their spirits to cheer, And drown in a sea of good liquor all fear! For nothing the transit to Tyburn beguiles So well as a draught from the Bowl of Saint Giles! II.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTI4LjE5Ny4xNjMgLSAyNy0wNi0yMDI0IDEwOjU1OjQ0IC0gMTE2OTU5NTQyOQ==
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 23-06-2024 21:20:14
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7 - Resource Map: 8 - Resource Map: 9