perhaps too, he [Ben Jonson] did a little to much Romanize our Tongue, leaving the words which he translated almost as much Latine as he found them: wherein though he learnedly followed the Idiom of their language, he did not enough comply with ours.

Little disappointed, then, she turned attention to Chat of the Social World, gossip which exercised potent fascination upon the girl's intelligence. She devoured with more avidity than she had her food those pretentiously phrased chronicles of the snobocracy […] distilling therefrom an acid envy that robbed her napoleon of all its savour.

It's funny how they judge you when they see you made a change / I poured another four just to take away the pain / My friends weren't my friends, they was looking for some clout / I had what they wanted so they always came around

Shasta was made aware of it by how Aunt Lily's right gloved hand (although at present she was using her left hand to hold her walking stick, she had equal facility with both hands except that she carved things or used writing implements always exclusively righthandedly) tightened its grip on Shasta's elbow at the sight of certain kiosks they passed by.