knew

Who knew that “we shall overcome” meant “we, the few, shall book covers every decade or so, maybe, sometimes, if we are in style.”

There was a rumor that Alessandro and his father had both died; but no one knew anything certainly.

Babylas raised his pale face; he knew what was coming; it had come so many times before.

Poor Squinty ran and tried to hide under the straw, for he knew the boy was talking about him.

She did not need a great cook-book; She knew how much and what it took To make things good and sweet and light.

Fatigue he never knew, and on one occasion he was said to have spent thirteen days and nights in the saddle.