all the little meaninglessnesses of human life

The golden orange flesh of a mango lends its lively, peachy-citrusy-pineappley tropical flavor.

There's a storm coming, so I grit my teeth and start rowing with all my might.

And yet the ſillie kight, well weyde in each degree, / May ſerue ſometimes (as in his kinde) for mans commoditie. / The kight can weede the worme from corne and coſtly ſeedes, / The kight cã kill the mowldiwarpe, in pleaſant meads yͭ breeds: / Out of the ſtately ſtreetes the kight can clenſe the filth, / As mẽ can clẽſe the worthleſſe weedes frõ fruteful fallow tilth; […]