After dinner, the Lord Maior and his Brethren in the behalfe of the Cittie and Cittizens of London, for testimonie of hearty welcome and their love, presented the Palsgrave with a very large bason and eure of silver richly guilded ...

Suppose the President were to say (copying some language used once before) that, before the end of this decade, we shall unpollute the Great Lakes.

A queef is not, of course, flatulence, so technically it is not a fart either. It is air, not waste gases produced by digestion, so often there is no attendant odor.

It was sprinkled with houses, some dilapidated, some newer, some cheek by jowl, others sitting on wide parcels of land.