In the gallery of postnatural history, for example, is a goat that has been genetically tinkered with to produce spider silk, useful for fishing line and bulletproof vests, in its milk.

The time is out of ioynt, O curſed ſpite, / That euer I was borne to ſet it right, […]

After the noble Prince Leonatus had by his fathers death succeeded in the kingdome of Galatia, he (forgetting all former iniuries) had receiued that naughtie Plexirtus into a streight degree of fauour […]

[T]he trooper fails to fasten the brooch. His hand shakes, he is nervous, and it falls off. Would any one believe this? says he, catching it as it drops and looking round. I am so out of sorts that I bungle at an easy job like this!