“I don't know how you and the ‘head,’ as you call him, will get on, but I do know that if you call my duds a ‘livery’ again there'll be trouble. It's bad enough to go around togged out like a life saver on a drill day, but I can stand that 'cause I'm paid for it. What I won't stand is to have them togs called a livery. […]”

Injurious Time now, with a robber's haste, / Crams his rich thievery up, he knows not how;

Coordinate term: pretension

Then ſhall thy Saints unmixt, and from th' impure Farr ſeparate, circling thy holy Mount Unfained Halleluiahs to thee ſing,