Did I ill?
No, Friar John, said Gymnast, no, by all the devils that are, no! So, said the monk, do I attest these same devils so long as they last, or rather, virtue (of) G--, what could that gouty limpard have done with so fine a dog?
By the body of G--, he is better pleased when one presents him with a good yoke of oxen.
How now, said Ponocrates, you swear, Friar John.

It is only, said the monk, but to grace and adorn my speech.

They are colours of a Ciceronian rhetoric..