[…] those baby eyes That never saw the giant world enraged; Nor met with fortune other than at feasts, Full of warm blood, of mirth, of gossiping.
Garage isn't very much lke jungle. The garage that I've heard is like jazzy house (has the oontz oontz oontz beat) maybe a little loungy.
a consuming passion
It folweth nouht that thouh j be thus kembt and a litel make the queyntrelle that for swich cause j am fair It followeth not that though I be thus kempt [neat and tidy], and a little make the quaintrelle, that for such cause I am fair]
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