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From the hapless bobbing falowa, the stouthearted explorer gets a privileged view of that secret place.
-- He dwells at the end of a pretty but unpretentious driveway lined at its outset with stouthearted yuccas.
Directed by Travis Knight, this Bumblebee origin story steps back to 1987, where the stouthearted, blue-eyed Autobot has been hiding from the evil Decepticons as a yellow 1967 Volkswagen Beetle in a California beach town.
Having overcome misfortune in Leicester and being on the cusp of establishing himself, Birch leaned on his stouthearted resiliency.
A combination of Ajmal's craft and Joe Leach's stouthearted medium-fast bowling routed Hampshire for 183 and, having been hurried into following on 295 behind, there was nothing to suggest an imminent escape from their current crisis of confidence.
Outside the city, too, stouthearted farmers showed more than once that they were willing to fight to preserve their liberties.
Dark, depressing and laden with despair, this is only for the particularly stouthearted. However, the first half is worth a look if only for Cage's Oscar-winning performance as a man determined to destroy himself.
After a strong batting performance, Australia owed its dominant position to some stouthearted bowling by the pace men as Peter Siddle (4-63), Mitchell Starc (3-76) and Ryan Harris (2-82) all worked hard, the report further said.
My husband is a stouthearted man whose work as a peace activist has plunged him into Sarajevo under siege and Bethlehem during curfew and sniper fire, yet even he collapsed into bed at 7 p.m., the evening after the bombing, only to be gripped with nightmares.
But the stouthearted reader will be rewarded greatly by a story too clawing to avoid, with images and characters both stark and real.
This story was first printed in the Sunday Sun, July 24, 1983 and written by Keith Dufton THERE is one small word in the English language which, when screamed aloud, is guaranteed to strike terror into the most stouthearted - FIRE!
As the stouthearted Koord lay on the ground, with his heels in the air, which the executioners were beating to a jelly, he coolly asked for a pipe; it was brought him, and, raising his head on his hand, he began to smoke with perfect composure.