[…] the inconsistent woman fell upon his buttony breast weeping copiously.

Oh my God, what happened to your face? You should see the other guy.

I wil that ye newe prevy hous ovir the synkke be the dore... serve for the parlour and chambir a loffte.

In Rome it appears to be a standing rule that every authenticated guide shall be a violent Socialist and therefore rampingly anticlerical in all his views.