All the sailors had a kind word for him, and many were the praises which he received in the forecastle.
And the poor creature ran on in my praises, and in professions of love to me.
Let them (the gods) declare, let them magnify, let them sing his praises.
When she looked up, to repeat her praises, she perceived he was gone.
She was anxious to talk of her niece, and to relate ...