mates Quotes

“I missed Conan Doyle, he pined for his Keats We’re book lice fine mates despite different tastes.”

I met my mates in the morning (I’ll never meet them more!); They came and went in legions that darkened all the shore. And o’er the foam-flecked offing as far as voice could reach We hailed the landing-parties and we sang them up the beach.

“Don’t you mind her, mates, bring a whip each of you, get ready!”