Like an unraining cloud, like an ocean without waves: as he held his breath in yoga, he seemed to be a lamp unwavering without a breath of wind.

This is a land of very great interest, even to those who do not specially botanise or 'zoologise.'

Miſtris reſpice finem, reſpect your end, or rather the propheſie like the Parrat, beware the ropes end.

[…] the Faery knight / Besought that Damzell suffer him depart, / And yield him readie passage to that other part.