There was one article of Galilean homespun, at the bottom of his gunny-bag, that Justus must not see!

Timber felled in winter, when Boreas is blowing, will burn beautifully and almost without smoke (2.4.39 [24]). […] Face all the summer rooms [of the villa] to receive Boreas (5.18.153 [91v]); and It is best to make libraries face Boreas (9.10.317 [174v]).

Consider the cold-eyed thrush, that springy carnivore of lawns, worm stabber, basher to death of snails.

Why ſhould a man whoſe bloud is warme within, / Sit like his Grandſire, cut in Alabaſter? / Sleepe when he wakes? and creep into the Iaundies / By being peeuiſh?