Hugy

Your threefold armie and my hugie hoſte, Shall ſwallow vp theſe baſe borne Perſeans.

His hugy bulk on sev'n high volumes roll'd; Blue was his breadth of back, but streak'd with scaly gold.

The earth hath wept to hear my heaviness, Which causeless to suffer without redress The hugy oaks have roared in the wind; […]

Whose rocky cliffs when you have once beheld, Within a hugy dale of lasting night, […]

And I'll build the hugiest mansion all in yellow, bright green and pink - just at the end of the village and have a big knobbly gate fixed across the road.