Thou shalt be free As mountain winds: but then exactly do All points of my command.
Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.
Most dear actors, eat no onions nor garlic, for we are to utter sweet breath.
O father Abram, what these Christians are, Whose own hard dealing teaches them suspect The thoughts of others!
I durst not laugh for fear of opening my lips and receiving the bad air.
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night.