It was possible to imagine anything when Nature was making a change so titanic.
And far away she saw the titanic clouds; but on the horizon, no sail.
At which Uncle Ulick went off into a peal of Titanic laughter.
And you know, the tinning of salmon was “progress” as much at least as the building of the Titanic.
We've had heroic disregards but I think that here disregard was ...