The catcher fielded Jones' swinging bunt and easily threw him out.

[N]either blood in face nor life in hart / It left, but both did quite drye vp, and blaſt; / As percing leuin, which the inner part / Of euery thing conſumes, and calcineth by art.

I'm going to have an early night, because I have to wake up at the crack of dawn.

Will o' the wisps / Misguiding your path / You can't throw a curse / Without takin' their wrath