Gor

By gor, den, we must needs now sing. Ding, ding, ading, Dinga, dinga, ding. For me am now at pleasures spring.

Well, the last bishkit was sarved out, and by gor, the wather itself was all gone at last, and we passed the night mighty cowld.

[…]"by Gor! You must stop dat dam racket![…]And, by Gor, none of you has de right to dat whale;[…].

Oh Gor Almighty you be one good Gor Almighty, and dis nigga tankee you, and dis nigga promise to be one good nigga, and neber to cuss no more. Oh good Gor Almighty!

Gor Lumme! Now I've done it! That's too much, Blount."

"Gor, Blimey," Burns curses, looking over his shoulder at his boss, "Here's what they've been hiding, Sir."