The court-yard received them at last, and there he said goodbye to Little Dorrit.
Then goodbye, O, international laws, with your customs and rules.
After this visit the Czar went to say goodbye to the King at the Tuileries.
She combed his hair, said goodbye, and wiped a little drool.
Goodbye, hand, you're leaving me the way my legs did, he told it.
This he let fall ...