Our giants again found their way to the larder, and broke theirfast with collops, rashers, carbonados, a shield of brawn and mustard, and a noble sirloin of beef, making sad havoc with the latter, and washing down the viands with copious draughts of humming ale.

I'm sure that there is pinching, punching, eye gouging, yoinking, hair pulling and who knows what else underneath where eyes can't follow, but he comes out and hands the referee the ball and hits the line again.

I am woe for't, Sir.

No Oaths oblige them, and no Laws controul Their ſtrong deſires, but pœnal ones ;  and thoſe Make them not innocent, but cautelous.