Named Appellatores, (accusers or pechers of others yt were giltles).

We'll be there in one zero mikes [i.e. ten minutes].

While my sick heart / With dismal smart / Is disacquainted never.

I'm in New York at the moment (omigod, it's the best place on earth, it's been five years and I'd almost forgotten) and it just happens to be Pride this weekend, which is their version of Mardi Gras, with the big parade and everything, and I just got swept up by it all.