... There, when in Solemn State he pleas'd to ride, Poor Scepter'd slaves ran Henchboys by his side: …

It is said that when the tidings were brought him, he was ashore sitting beneath a hemlock eating his dinner of venison - and as the tidings were told him, after the first start he kept on eating, but slowly and deliberately, chewing the wild news with the wild meat, as if both together, turned to chyle, together should sinew him to his intent.

I am fully resolved to go dwell in another house.

An you shure am a powerful good Massa to gibs me dat chiken nek, yowsa, yowsa