“What'd I do? Pull you out of some humpathon with Adonis?”

Creature-smiles stop and entice away the affections from Jesus Christ; creature-frowns encompass and tempestuate the spirit, that it thinks it does well to be angry; both ways, grace is a loser.

His Fellow ſought what Lodging he could find: At laſt he found a Stall where oxen ſtood, And that he rather choſe than lie abroad.

I bought you a new toy as a special treat.