, Folio Society, 2006, vol.1, p.95: I have my lodging neere unto a tower, where both evening and morning a very great bell doth chime Ave marie and Cover-few, which jangling doth even make the tower to shake […].

And call him noble that was now your hate, Him vile that was your garland.

The first year of the Saturn return is filled with the ambivalence of whether one really wants to grow up or not.

Jorts are confusing. Do you want to wear jeans or shorts? Our guess is that what you're really saying is that you'd like to wear a longish, slouchy pair of shorts and not look too buttoned-up.