| "Adorned in the red garb.." | |
| "Another garb is waiting there To take our Susie out again | |
| "Little by little they shed the false garb they had acquired at Teacher Training College; | |
| "Such ceremonial garb can be dated as far back as the late 18th century." | |
| "l take off my garb with all my heart. | |
| "Adorned in the red garb.." | |
| "Another garb is waiting there To take our Susie out again | |
| "Little by little they shed the false garb they had acquired at Teacher Training College; | |
| "Such ceremonial garb can be dated as far back as the late 18th century." | |
| "l take off my garb with all my heart. | |
| Also i sewed these surgery garbs and the booties myself in silk | |
| At that party, when garbs are taken off. | |
| He paints his face and wears strange garbs. | |
| So, the Pope arrived in Las Vegas in his garbs and a lot of gold lam茅 all over it. | |
| We've donned new garbs of corruption. | |
| Also i sewed these surgery garbs and the booties myself in silk | |
| At that party, when garbs are taken off. | |
| He paints his face and wears strange garbs. | |
| So, the Pope arrived in Las Vegas in his garbs and a lot of gold lam茅 all over it. | |
| We've donned new garbs of corruption. | |
| And there in the forest, he had this magnificent vision of a creature garbed in white. | |
| I thought maybe some of theme holy men were not properly garbed because they wanted to take a refreshing bath. | |
| We rise, not clothed again in dying clay... not garbed once more with the faded garments of mortal flesh... but with the shining mercy ofGod. | |
| When you have killed the last of these shits garbed as your countrymen, what's left of the Thracian inside you dies with them and you will embrace this fate and your destiny as Spartacus, | |
| And there in the forest, he had this magnificent vision of a creature garbed in white. | |
| I thought maybe some of theme holy men were not properly garbed because they wanted to take a refreshing bath. | |
| We rise, not clothed again in dying clay... not garbed once more with the faded garments of mortal flesh... but with the shining mercy ofGod. | |
| When you have killed the last of these shits garbed as your countrymen, what's left of the Thracian inside you dies with them and you will embrace this fate and your destiny as Spartacus, | |
