[H]e [Jesus] vvas man, he took upon him our ſins; Not the vvork of ſin, I mean not ſo, not to do it, not to commit it, but to purge it, to cleanſe it, to bear the ſtipend of it: […]

Some we already knew, like Casimir Ava the tragic actor with his pale eunuchoid-velvet complexion and studied poses.

[…] I don’t pretend to justify the extravagations of the multitude; who, I suppose, were as wild in their former censure, as in their present praise […]

She told all of the news to her friends.