The doors of plank were; their close exquisite.
Bone a shoulder of mutton and lay in the following pickle for 24 hours, viz.:…half pint of cooking claret…and long peppers.
That they who from the firſt beginning, or but now of late, by what unhappineſs I know not, are ſo much affatuated, not with his [that is Charles I's] perſon only, but with his palpable faults, and doat upon his deformities, may have none to blame but their own folly, if they live and die in ſuch a ſtrooken blindneſs, as next to that of Sodam hath not happened to any ſort of men more groſs or more miſleading.
[…] one blowy July afternoon, as they were going up for a potato-roast, they saw somebody moving among the trees.
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