This was that Pascall lambe [i.e., Jesus] whose loue for vs so stood, / That on the mount of Caluerie, for vs did shed his blood: / Where hanging on the Crosse, no shame he did forsake, / Till death giuen him by pearcing speare, an ende of life did make.

It would be nice to have them go out unsmug.

However, there was no profit in cowardly delayings; booted and breeched, we sallied forth into a cold, ungenial morning such as you get in Switzerland […]

Your desk is so neat and tidy — I've never met someone so organized before!