The axle which revolves carries a small bevel wheel with 46 teeth, a similar wheel in all respects, only having 2 more teeth gears into this; but owing to its being hung on a gimble joint, like a ship's compass, it does not revolve, but makes a succession of rapid serpentine vibrations, around the face of the other wheel.

Be aware of the smiling enemy, that openly sheatheth his weapon, / But mingleth poison in secret with the sacred salt of hospitality.

I ſowed on this Ground, without any Dung or Manure, a Lippy of Oats, from which I had a Boll wanting a Chopin.

Somewhat too neatly, Johnson divides his characters into pro- and antilife factions[…].