One of the great ſources of this evil was, that if a man had beeen trained up at the feet of Gamaliel for a few years, and got a ſmake of the learning then in vogue, it was enough in their opinion to qualify him for being a builder in the houſe of God […]

A glittering gorgerine—a necklace of layered disks— hung around her neck while, from a circlet of gold around Alicia's head, a rearing cobra stared back at her. She was the picture of ancient royalty […]

In the Centre, or midst of the Pegm, there was an Aback, or Square, wherein this Elogy was written.

My fader nyl for no thyng do me grace / To gon aȝeyn, for naught I kan hym queme ….