[…]the dreame is certaine, and the interpretation thereof ſure.

an unordered list

At last, when the cloth had been drawn and the King's health drunk in a glass of port suited to a very young head, they took their coffee and ratafia biscuits (the sea-going equivalent of petits fours) in the great cabin.

The expression of his smile […] was one of profound melancholy—of a phaseless and unceasing gloom.