He seized his axe, which he had made very sharp, and as the leader of the wolves came on the Tin Woodman swung his arm and chopped the wolf's head from its body, so that it immediately died.

Such that with scorching Fevers fill our Veins, And with inebrious Fumes distract our Brains.

They are […] to stand accomptable to their Maᵗˢ [Majesties] as well as for the provideing of good, sound, and wholesome Provicons for the health and sattisfaction of the seamen serving in their Maᵗˢ shipps and fleete as that the whole service shall be managed with all possible frugallity, and good husbandry on their Maᵗˢ behalfes.

It cannot avoid the brand of arrogancy, as well as hypocrisy, to challenge and ostentate that beauty or handsomeness of complexion as ours, which indeed is none of ours by any genuine right or property.