he that lopes on the ropes

The warrior bishops, electors, pfalzgrafs, and knights of the empire, all swore it was no shame not to be a match for Sathanas.

a cranked axle

[…] when Mrs. Giddy-gaddy came to take out her clothes, deep green stains appeared on every thing, for she had forgotten the green silk lining of a certain cape, and its color had soaked nicely into the pink and blue gowns, the little chemises, and even the best ruffled petticoat. […] “Lay them on the grass to bleach,” said Daisy, with an air of experience.