Historia ecclesiastica gentis Anglorum

Упоминание в англосаксонской хронике 10 век:

Runic poem

Willie, Willie, Henry, Stee
Henry, Dick, John, Henry three
One, two, three Neds, Richard two
Henries four, five, six — then who?
Edwards four, five, Dick the bad,
Henry twice, Ed six the lad,
Mary, Lizzie, James the vain,
Charlie, Charlie, James again,
Will and Mary, Anne of gloria,
George times four, Will four, Victoria
Ned, then George and Ned the eighth
Quickly goes and abdicat’th
Leaving George, and Liz the second
With Charles and William next it's reckoned
That's the way our monarchs lie since Harold got it in the eye!

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Each one of us is alone in the world. He is shut in a tower of brass, and can communicate with his fellows only by signs, and the signs have no common value, so that their sense is vague and uncertain. We seek pitifully to convey to others the treasures of our heart, but they have not the power to accept them. We are like people living in a country whose language they know so little that, with all manner of beautiful and profound things to say, they are condemned to the banalities of the conversation manual. Their brain is seething with ideas, and they can only tell you that the umbrella of the gardener's aunt is in the house."