It was a little narrow, twisting path, … It was fringed in all its length with slim young birches, white-stemmed and lissom boughed; …

Not that this would have worried him much, anyway—he was a mighty free and easy, roving, devil-may-care sort of person.

The thirſt of raigne and ſweetnes of a crowne, That cauſd the eldeſt ſonne of heauenly Ops, To thruſt his doting father from his chaire, And place himſelfe in the Emperiall heauen, Moou’d me to menage armes againſt thy ſtate.

On the morning of Sunday was fortnight before Christmas: on the morning of the Sunday that was two weeks before the Sunday prior to Christmas.