Ah wicked Whores and Traytoreſſes, if onely with talk of the Spaniards you are ſo pleaſed, what would you doe and act with them, if they were preſent?

She jumped to her feet and began stalking away. “Going to cost me fifteen dollars to clean this outfit,” she threw back over her shoulder.

True, this is hardly the drink to inspire “Girls Gone Wild” loutishness.

There, on the other side, I did behold A Woman sitting sorrowfullie wailing, Rending her yeolow locks, like wyrie golde 10 About her shoulders careleslie downe trailing, And streames of teares from her faire eyes forth railing*: In her right hand a broken rod she held, Which towards heaven shee seemd on high to weld, [* Railing, flowing.]