when life awakes, and dawns at every line

Flat-chestedness was a big problem when I was in school.

At Compton Chamberlayne in 1597 the surveyor noted that, '. . . there is a chaulk pytt at the south-west corner of Compton arable fields neere the bottom of the Downe, where the tenants doe fetche Chaulk for manuringe theyr Lands

Marry, out upon thee, foul kite, that would fain be a tercel gentle.