But none of these authorities seem to establish the Great Assize and the Coming of the Lord in the Clouds as a future, far-off event to be literally expected.

The end of an assay in the Edinburgh mint was described exactly so in 1639: 'in this haill tyme it was always bullering and as it were seithing bot so soone as it settled and rested from so doeing (al the quhich tyme there did appeir some cleir twinkling sparkles into it)' the assayer 'tooke it forthe bot not in ane instant bot softely by retireing and advancing.

If Annabelle was a real dickologist or she was just pretending to be one to get inside my head and manipulate my neurons to her convenience, I'd never really find out, but this woman, she was one hundred percent real about her adoration of ...

You'd best keep the tatts till he's drunk, said Killigrew drily, for I think you'll find my lord has a head on his shoulders when he's sober.