His soddenness after being caught in the downpour argued against going out until he had dried out.

[…] [William] Prynne was sentenced by the Star-Chamber Court to be degraded from the bar, to stand in pillory at two places in London and lose an ear at each, to be branded on the forehead, to pay a fine of five thousand pounds, and to be imprisoned for life.

Their multitudes might inspire even their pavid nature with courage to attack, and brought to my fancy the fate of that unhappy prisoner who, thrown into a blind dungeon, was in one night literally devoured by rats.

They make [various wild animals] appear as dangerous as possible. These mostly male enhancements are part of the big lie that hunting is a high-risk, manhood-making validation of self.