Boromir: The hills are alive with the sound of music...! With songs they have sung for a thousand years...! My heart beats in tune... with the sound of music...!
(Boromir's horse rolls over and dies.)
OR
Boromir: Hey! That cloud looks like a bunny! Faramir! Doesn't that cloud look like a bunny?
Faramir: I'd say it seems to be more like a wooly rhinoceros.
Boromir: ...Shut your noise hole.
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"Loo, what sholde a man in thyse dayes now wryte, 'egges' or 'eyren'?" - Caxton, Eneydos
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