There is a Lady in Verona heere Whom I affect: but she is nice, and coy, And naught esteemes my aged eloquence.

Prem was sure everyone could see his erection through his pants, everyone but Maya, who he had been careful to keep to his side all the time

That our Dutchman was a gay fellow, who loved, to clink the canakin and spend his leisure in social jollification, his face and art most royally proclaim.

The garden looks beautiful now that the roses are out.