Mr. Trew left her at the bookstall to go on a journey in search of verification. |
And never to faynt, so God me spede, In well and woo, with suche goodys as god me sent To be your socoure and trew helpe at nede. |
Salker M, Teklenburg G, Molokhia M, Lavery S, Trew G, Aojanepong T, et al. |
Mr. Trew gazed for a few moments at a baby in a perambulator. |