“Seven, Richie thought. That's the magic number. There has to be seven of us. That's the way it's supposed to be.”
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The Seven Principles of Man http://books.google.co.in/books?id=tgEM1XiI74kC&printsec=frontcover, p. 6
[The Star staff, Pricasso's the name, painting the game, 28 September 2012, 3, The Star, South Africa, Independent Online]
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Calling Michael Jordan's championship-clinching shot in Game 6 of the 1998 NBA Finals.
“Stern is a goalscorer but did not score for us in seven games.”
15-Dec-2005, Radio Derby
Yes, I know what you mean, Phil. I think.
“It is better to have one seven-foot jumper on your team than any number of six-foot jumpers.”
as quoted in his Biography, at the Guide to the Frederick Emmons Terman Papers http://www.oac.cdlib.org/findaid/ark:/13030/tf029000zm, Stanford University. Libraries. Dept. of Special Collections and University Archives.
“It was death to be in their way and seven French battlions were now in death's forecourt”
Narrator, p. 101
Sharpe (Novel Series), Sharpe's Escape (2003)
Context: They were thieves and murderers and fools and rapists and drunkards. Not one had joined for love of country, and certainly not for love of their King [... ] They were paid pitifully, fined for every item they lost, and the few pennies they managed to keep they usually gambled away. They were feckless rogues, as violent as hounds and as coarse as swine, but they had two things. They had pride. And they had the precious ability to fire platoon volleys. They could fire those half company volleys faster than any other army in the world. Stand in front of these recoats and the balls came thick as hail. It was death to be in their way and seven French battlions were now in death's forecourt and the South Essex was tearing them to ribbons.
The Shoes of Happiness, and Other Poems (1913), The Crowning Hour
Context: p>Our ways go wide and I know not whither,
But my song will search through the worlds for you,
Till the Seven Seas waste and the Seven Stars wither,
And the dream of the heart comes true.I am out to the roads and the long, long questing,
On dark tides driven, on great winds blown:
I pass the runs of the world, unresting,
I sail to the unknown.</p
“If you keep a thing seven years, you are sure to find a use for it.”
Woodstock (1826), Ch. 28.
Mont Saint Michel and Chartres (1904)