ellauri026.html on line 372: On sellasia pytagoralaisia, joille kaikki on niin yhteistä et ne ottaa mitä vaan messiin mekon alla, ne ei tee siitä isompaa numeroa kuin jos ne olis perintökamoja. Toiset on vaan olevinaan rikkaita, ja tää kuvitelma riittää niille onnexi. Joillakuilla on hienot talot Helsingissä ja sen vuoxi pihistelee mökillä. Jotkut panee menee kaiken samantien, toiset kerää kokoon hyvällä tai pahalla. Yx ährää kerätäxeen julkkismainetta, toinen makaa nokisena uunin takana. A great many undertake endless suits and outvie one another who shall most enrich the dilatory judge or corrupt advocate. One is all for innovations and another for some great he-knows-not-what. Another leaves his wife and children at home and goes to Jerusalem, Rome, or in pilgrimage to St. James´s where he has no business. In short, if a man like Menippus of old could look down from the moon and behold those innumerable rufflings of mankind, he would think he saw a swarm of flies and gnats quarreling among themselves, fighting, laying traps for one another, snatching, playing, wantoning, growing up, falling, and dying. Nor is it to be believed what stir, what broils, this little creature raises, and yet in how short a time it comes to nothing itself; while sometimes war, other times pestilence, sweeps off many thousands of them together.
ellauri028.html on line 414: Where are the girls who used to swarm
ellauri035.html on line 503: In swarms before the pleasure of my mind;
ellauri107.html on line 268: Taylor says that after Roth announced his retirement from writing in 2012, he stopped making art, but he still wrote, producing a manuscript of over a thousand pages whose purpose was to air grudge after grudge. Taylor comments that the underside of Roth's greatness swarmed with grievances time had not assuaged.
ellauri140.html on line 545: With swarming all about his legs did crall, Jotka ryömi pitkin nuppiparan vartta vaapperaa,
ellauri140.html on line 775: Of swarming Bees, did cast him in a swowne: parvi surisisi, hirmu nukuttavaa,
ellauri146.html on line 348: 4 What the locust(I) swarm has left
ellauri185.html on line 787: Darkness blanketed the country for three days. The eldest child in each family died suddenly, and so did the first born animals. A swarm of locusts ate what was left of them.
ellauri386.html on line 428: The first time I went there in 2005, tourists were already overrunning it. Still, at some of the geyser fields it still felt wild, with only wooden planks down and no railings for protection. By 2015, each site became like waiting in line at a Disney World attraction, and any quaint hot springs are now swarmed by tourists taking selfies. The locals are absurdly proud of their local landscapes. Like, I’ve ne ver been to a country where the people identify so closely with the scenery. They act as if they built it all by hand, and like nowhere else in the world competes with it. I guess that’s what happens when the bulk of your economy is from tourists constantly praising what they see, and when you live on a medium-sized island with less than 400k people.
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