Butterflies plagued Plante before a game, and shivers buzzled between his shoulder blades.

The right novice of pregnant and aspiring conceit will not outskip any precious gem of invention, or any beautiful flower of elocution that may richly adorn or gallantly bedeck the trim garland of his budding style.

[Love] rules the creatures by his powerful saw.

And nothing ’gainst Time’s scythe can make defence Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence.