Othello's next speech is just as bad; he talks too much of things particular and private, and the farther he goes, the worse he gets, till we again hear the poet speaking, or rather mouthing: "No, when light-winged toys Of feathered Cupid seel with wanton dullness My speculative and officed instruments, That my disports corrupt and taint my business, Let housewives make a skillet of my helm, And all indign and base adversities Make head against my estimation."
"The Man Shakespeare"
Frank Harris
Faictes quil y aist du seel Doo that ther be salte 8 Et des voires.
"Dialogues in French and English"
William Caxton
seel-street after Mr. seel, who lived at the corner of it.
"Recollections of Old Liverpool"
A Nonagenarian