[C]are I for the limbe, the thevves, the ſtature, bulke and big aſſemblance of a man: giue me the ſpirit […]

Jargon is more offensive and more insidious : whenever I see the word emotive in a review, I pass on to the next : it brings with it a whiff of the laboratory, disflavouring the entertainment.

The city is amaz'd, for Sylla hastes / To enter Rome with fury, sword and fire.

I forgot to net my raspberries, and as a result the birds ate all the fruit.