The most forward bud / Is eaten by the canker ere it blow.

The earth tremors resumed and made a bourdon to the loud psalms that they sang, interspersed with the odd ode of Horace recited by Silas.

His leathery shoes exuded some anachronistic wonder, with damp shimmer of copper buckles which changed color with remedy, easily in the light, and he wambled this way and that to the kitchen and wondered to himself about the many lives[…]

Coordinate term: fine art