glogoe

Updated: May 3, 2025

The girl told me all this very quietly in the French she learned I was best master of next to my own Gaelic, and what a mad thing's the blood in a youth all the time I was indifferent to her alarum, and pondering upon her charms of lip and eye. She died a twelvemonth later in Glogoe of Silesia, and God give her peace!"

Neil Munro - John Splendid: The Tale of a Poor Gentleman, and the Little Wars of Lorn

I wish I were so young as then I was, and ochanie, what availed my teens, if the one woman that ever understood me were no more but a dust in Glogoe!" "Come, come, man," I cried; "it's a world full of very choice women."

Neil Munro - John Splendid: The Tale of a Poor Gentleman, and the Little Wars of Lorn