Showing posts with label pulchritude. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pulchritude. Show all posts

Friday, 25 January 2013

Dam’ few crowned heads



      And their Christianity don't run to morality, not far at least. They lie and deceive with a will, drink to excess, slaughter each other for amusement, and the women couple like stoats. The corollary to their adage that ‘a virtuous woman is a crown to husband’ is that there are dam’ few crowned heads in Abyssinia, and hear, hear! say I, for ’twould be a cruel shame to have all that splendid married pulchritude going to waste.



Flashman on the March, p.22, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.


(With thanks to Dundrillon for suggesting this quote.)


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Thursday, 24 November 2011

Pouted at me



She leaned forward, bulging magnificently, and pouted at me with lips like cushions.


Flashman and the Angel of the Lord, p.289, Harper Collins, 1995.


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Wednesday, 23 November 2011

Heel!



…as I contemplated those enormous endowments fore and aft, and the massive shapely thigh thrust out of her peignoir, I came all over a-tremble, pointing like a gundog.


Flashman and the Angel of the Lord, p.288-89, Harper Collins, 1995.


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