Attempts to resolve the Quandary:
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Nothing short of a regular John Bull when he set out on the ambitious expedition to map out the NorthWestern Passage less than two years earlier, John Franklin, his ships now icebound, his crew evanescent from sickness and starvation, his body too weak to yomp into the gelid expanse of Hudson Bay in search of help, caught himself wondering about cannibalism. (by QuaQua)
5
As the hiker yomped across the sastrugi, his mind losing focus, his gear failing to protect him from the gelid wind, he stopped thinking of an Alaskan doom, and gave his attention to evanescent fantasies: one minute, he became Uncle Sam pointing his finger at a recruit, the next minute he became John Bull in a tavern, sipping small ale. (by Rudi)
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He was a typically gelid John Bull until the moment on the moors when he met that evanescent sprit the locals call Fiona and his life changed forever as she took him into her impassioned heat upon the peaty bog and left him yomping from that day to this across the Highland wastes calling her a thousand different names for the STD she gave him. (by gumo420)
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This beefy John Bull gamekeeper-type, riding precarious shotgun on the back of a lurching, clapped-out Land Rover, hoves into view bawling 'You can't yomp across His Lordship's grounds like that, you're trespassing!', and I answer him with consummate gelidity, 'It's my £5 entrance fee to this decaying pile of purloined privilege that keeps you in employ, bumpkin, so I'll go where I choose'; but whether or not he heard my reply I don't know, because at that moment he lost his grip and plunged headlong into a steaming cowpat - so his bluster somehow just evanesced. (by Bud Myte)
2
In gelid Belfast, Sinn Fein and the DUP continue to yomp towards an evanescent solution to the problems of devolution which are a legacy of John Bull's involvement in the province. (by Ceathair Focail )
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"Good Heavens, Humphrey" moaned Klaus, "I realize that you love to play the John Bull, but to start out on this gelid yomp in merely those Capris and that evanescent wisp of a scarf is simple idiocy!" (by tree)
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"It's John Bull!" whispered the shivering Argentinian cabo to his comrade, both of them standing ankle-deep in the gelid Falklands marsh after their 50-mile yomp through Lafonia, as they squinted through the evanescing mist at the distant British LCTs emerging from the surf. (by cusheamus)