O conspiracy, Shamest thou to show thy dangerous brow by night, When evils are most free? O, then by day Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, conspiracy; Hide it in smiles and affability:

When his symptoms didnʼt improve, he was admitted to a local hospital and given doxycycline, a drug for tick-bite infections.

And welcome war to brace her drums.

Soon bodice-rippers, the gothics, the romance novel advanced from paperback to hardback, from supermarket racks to book club selections.