'Sarah, could you bring me the calendar from the wall over there? Does it say the right date?' 'Two days behind – and small wonder no one tore it off with all the hullaballoo going on. Ever so pretty, isn't it?' said Sarah as she handed the calendar to Jessamy.

Ariell: Not a ſoule But felt a Feauer of the madde, and plaid Some tricks of deſperation ; all but Mariners Plung'd in the foaming bryne, and quit the veſſell ; Then all a fire with me the Kings ſonne Ferdinand With haire vp-ſtaring (then like reeds, not haire) Was the firſt man that leapt ; cride hell is empty, And all the Diuels are heere.

Fursuiters dress the part of their furry persona or fursona.

I was inundated with invitations; […] I felt, indeed, much as a great actor must when he goes 'starring' in the provinces.