After my bath I search my armpits and crotch for signs of hair but no luck yet. I’m pubicly challenged.

, III.2.2.iii: Some light huswife belike, that was dressed like a may lady, and as most of our gentlewomen are.

Towns have been taken, and battles have been won; the mob has huzza'd round bonefires, the Stentor of the chappel has ſtrained his throat in the gallery, and the Stentor of S——m has deafned his audience from the pulpit.

upstarts […]they call in reproach mushrooms