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Updated: June 14, 2025

'And the blasphemer the Christian, or Nazarene, or whatever else he be called? 'Oh, poor dog! if he will sacrifice to Cybele or Isis, he will be pardoned if not, the tiger has him. At least, so I suppose; but the trial will decide. We talk while the urn's still empty. And the Greek may yet escape the deadly Theta of his own alphabet. But enough of this gloomy subject. How is the fair Julia?

Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton - Last Days of Pompeii

Levison; "aye, and sits down and takes it with me when I am alone, which is pretty often. What do you say to that, Madame Emma you, with your fine notions?" "Just as you please, of course, grandmamma." "And there's the tea-caddy at your elbow, and the urn's fizzing away, and if we are to have any tea to-night, it had better be made." "I don't know how much to put in," grumbled Mrs.

Mrs. Henry Wood - East Lynne