Almost nineteen centuries have rolled over this world of wrong and outrageand yet we tremble in the presence of a form of slavery whose breath is poison, whose fang is death!
Fangs was a prominent citizen.
Fangs was a cave-dweller.
She scoops the seas like a gravy-spoon when the gales are up an' blowin', But Fritz 'e loves 'er above a bit when 'er fightin' fangs are showin'.
The poison-fangs are slender and delicate, and, save for the poison, the wound inflicted is of a trivial character.
The Fangs on the Ogowe are an example in the recent past.