A jest’s prosperity. Love’s Labour’s Lost, V. 2.
[59]. The random, blindfold blows.
‘Strike in the dark, offending but by chance,
Such are the blindfold blows of Ignorance.’
Dryden, The Hind and the Panther, I. 323–4.
Had drawn in their breath and puffed it forth again.
‘As fast
As I had puffed it forth and sucked it in
Like breath.’
Beaumont and Fletcher’s Philaster, V. 5.