For sette ye case, there colde be made of physick A draughte as long, who wolde not beare his tizzic, Blotches, or blaines, and rot in veray bonés, Sooner than draine swiche potion all at onés ?

They roaſt a fowl, by running a piece of wood through it, by way of ſpit, and holding it over a briſk fire, until the feathers are burnt of, when it is ready for eating, in their taſte.

We have to work hard together to find a solution. There is no magic wand.

Although he has an MBA from Harvard, he still ran the company into the ground.