Then his sallow face brightened, for the hall had been carefully furnished, and was very clean. ¶ There was a neat hat-and-umbrella stand, and the stranger's weary feet fell soft on a good, serviceable dark-red drugget, which matched in colour the flock-paper on the walls.

My lytle chyldren they ſhall beare / theſe preſentes to the Bryde, / That fyrſte wyth ſlybber ſlabbar ſoſſe / of chauntmentes ſhalbe tryed.

He got caught breaking into lockers, so a couple of guys fixed him after work.

He makes sweet music with th' enamell'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage; And so by many winding nooks he strays, With willing sport, to the wild ocean.