| "At once, the tress unwound, its golden waves tumbling to the floor, thick and light, soft and shining like the fiery tale of a comet." | |
| "I saw, laid out on black velvet, a wonderful tress of a woman's hair." | |
| 'Tress'. Like waiter and waitress. Proprietress. | |
| - And lot of tress and grass... | |
| ...indication here and there of some happy, little evergreen tress. Well, I should probably get going. | |
| "At once, the tress unwound, its golden waves tumbling to the floor, thick and light, soft and shining like the fiery tale of a comet." | |
| "I saw, laid out on black velvet, a wonderful tress of a woman's hair." | |
| 'Tress'. Like waiter and waitress. Proprietress. | |
| - And lot of tress and grass... | |
| ...indication here and there of some happy, little evergreen tress. Well, I should probably get going. | |
| "And thirsty shall see the colour of the clouds in your tresses." | |
| "Auffle my tresses" | |
| "Bright like moon with golden tresses." | |
| "Darkness hidden in your tresses..." | |
| "Do away with the veil of your tresses-" | |
| "And thirsty shall see the colour of the clouds in your tresses." | |
| "Auffle my tresses" | |
| "Bright like moon with golden tresses." | |
| "Darkness hidden in your tresses..." | |
| "Do away with the veil of your tresses-" | |
| Look, Cass, that's all well and good, okay, but you're asking me to leave Sam, and we've got Crowley in there tied and tressed. | |
| Look, Cass, that's all well and good, okay, but you're asking me to leave Sam, and we've got Crowley in there tied and tressed. | |
