Therefore from _Amsterdam_ they have banisht seacoale, lest it soyl their buildings, of which the statelier sort are sometimes sententious, and in the front carry some conceit of the Owner.

As to give you a taste in these.
Christus Adjutor Meus; Hoc abdicato Perenne Quero; Hic Medio tuitus Itur.
Every door seems studded with Diamonds.

The nails and hinges hold a constant brightnesse, as if rust there was not a quality incident to Iron.

Their houses they keep cleaner than their bodies; their bodies than their souls.

Goe to one, you shall find the Andirons shut up in net-work.