I say not that the naked thinking of these two thoughts is so meedful; but that reverent affection, to the which bringing in these two thoughts are sovereign means on man's party, that is it that is so meedful as I say.

He had no taste for the northern plough; nor, on the other hand, did he intend to run his head against the laneful of carriage and foot folk, that apparently cut him off from the best of the Vale of Belvoir.

[…] they do not heed the noisy blarings of those who proclaim the great sin of their apostacy.

Shapes of brightness overlean thee, / With their diadems of youth / Striking on thy ringlets sheenly […]