I have had myn erthly joye; and yf I had founden you now so dysposed, I had caste me to have had you into myn owne royame ….

The truck careered off the road into a ditch.

Prom the audience, the sight was promising: an empty stage always had potential, but then there was the curious bathlike tub […]

And on the left hand, hell, / With long reach, interposed.