threaden fillet

The poor servant placed a handkerchief to her eyes and began to weep, for Dolly's arrogance toward her proved fletiferous.

His horse was harnished with leaden chaines, hauing the out-side guilt, or at least saffrond in stead of guilt, to decypher a holie or golden pretence of a couetous purpose […]

Few words drive a bargain with Peter Eskett. I never abate one farthing of my price; but then that price never asks more than a fair profit.