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You'll open your mouth once too often someday, longbeard.
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The Longbeard is a man of peace, and loves them not.
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Speaking slow, in order to enable Baron Longbeard to make his notes.)
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"Because the young Longbeard loved Peéna he gave them all to her."
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"You never think of anything but filling your belly, longbeard." Deler laughed.
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"If the Longbeard be Onontio, his son has done my brother no injury."
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Longbeards their name shall be, Ravens shall thank them: Where the women are heroes, What must the men be like?
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"My dear fellow," said Mr. Longbeard, "I am sorry for you.
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Ohquamehud must do the Longbeard no harm, and Quadaquina must watch them both, and, if need be, warn the Longbeard of the danger.
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Six hundred thousand longbeards have been enlisted, besides 300 thousand soldiers with bare chins, and 200 thousand veterans.
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"They are the gifts of my white brother with the open hand, the son of the Longbeard."
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"But," added he, as it were despondingly, "let her not fear for the safety of the Longbeard.
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Hearken," she added, earnestly, and drawing the boy nearer, while she lowered her voice; "does Quadaquina know that Ohquamehud hates the Longbeard?"
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The Russians never pass a church without making the sign of the cross, and their longbeards add greatly to the religious expression of their physiognomy.