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Rh He wove a hundred (fathom) seine — stitched one of a thousand (fathoms) During a single summer night, in the interval between two days.

I well know ague's genesis, I guess the villain's origin. Ague was rocked by wind — was put to sleep by chilly air. Brought by wind, by water drawn, brought forward by hard weather, Came in the whirlwind of a storm — in the sleigh-tracks of a cold wind Against us wretched sufferers, against poor unfortunates.

A furious [v. iron-toothed] old woman, That moves along with the wind, with the water, with all the fish, Carried a heavy womb — a belly full of suffering For thirty summers, for the same number of winters. Finally she got a malignant boy, an eater of flesh, a biter of bones. She fashioned him into a cancer. She reared her boy, she protected her offspring In bloody clothing, in gory garments. Then she sent him away to devour, to gnaw. To lacerate a Christian, to destroy a baptised one. To cause his flesh to rot, and to gnaw his bones.

(a.) Colic a groaning boy, a second an aggravating boy, 2 A third like a pole. Are not made of what is good — not of anything exactly valuable. They are made of swamp — made out of earth,