
From Love's Labour's Lost, Act 5, scene ii:
Taffeta phrases, silken terms precise, three-piled hyperboles, spruce affectation, figures pedantical; these summer flies have blown me full of maggot ostentation: I do forswear them.
a predominantly jolly crew of publishing pros on the joy of reading, the craft of writing, and the many-tentacled business of books

Taffeta phrases, silken terms precise, three-piled hyperboles, spruce affectation, figures pedantical; these summer flies have blown me full of maggot ostentation: I do forswear them.