I shouldn't have thought a little burn like that would make me ill.

Of the British seamen in the hospital thirteen were suffering from severe burns, five from less serious burns, two from the effects of lyddite fumes, and one each from concussion, severe injury, slight wounds, shock, and slight burns.

Because of this slight burn?"

No, Prescott, we are safe, though perhaps we may have some burns like those red blotches on Mr. Haswell, light burns.

Neither was he forward to offer his gift, patiently abiding in the deep till he felt the holy fire burn.

The sacred flame burns unquenched in the hearts of the people, and will again burst forth, a glorious light to enlighten the nationbut a consuming fire to their oppressors.

Your hasty zeal defrauds the claim of justice, And disappointed vengeance burns in vain.

"Divil burn ye," the honest fellow cried, the perspiration rolling down his face; "I think ye'll be satisfied without walking out into the forest, where I wish ye war' with all my heart, amang the threes that made ye!

She looks on the image of a suffering life, a life offered willingly as a sacrifice for others' good, and he says, "Conform your life to that image, my daughter; make your sorrow an offering; and when the fire of divine charity burns within you, and you behold the need of your fellow-men by the light of that flame, you will not call your offering great.

Even this theory might not account for the failure to find the faintest burn or scorch upon those who fulfilled the injunction of the sorcerers.

Dark is the starless night; Only one feeble light Burns at the grating surmounting the door; Has his advance been heard?

His fierce blood burns, his mad heart yearns, His brow the storm resembles.

Not a bush, not a spear of grass; the arid grayish train burns beneath a sun of brass; its débris are scorched to a dull hue, as in a furnace.

When a hoose burns doon it's a sair calamity, and all the neighbors turn to to help.

Yet, ere we give our loosen'd thoughts to rapture, Let prudence obviate an impending danger: Tainted by sloth, the parent of sedition, The hungry janizary burns for plunder, And growls, in private, o'er his idle sabre.

This sapient reflection in the mouth of one of these gossips, Tib, is a specimen at hand: "A-burnin' and a-burnin', and a-making o' volk madder and madder; but tek thou my word vor't, Joan,and I bean't wrong not twice i' ten year,the burnin' o' the owld archbishop 'ill burn the Pwoap out

A larger quantity of this substance in the tube would produce on me, as I now hold it, incurable burns, just as it did on its discoverer before his death.

Yet, ere we give our loosen'd thoughts to rapture, Let prudence obviate an impending danger: Tainted by sloth, the parent of sedition, The hungry janizary burns for plunder, And growls, in private, o'er his idle sabre.

Thou speed'st the summons of thy warning voice: Winged at thy word, the distant troops rejoice, From every quarter scour the fields of air, And to the general rendezvous repair; Each from the mingled rout disporting turns, And with the love of kindred plumage burns.

To-day, however, the river has diminished into a mere burn meandering through a beautiful wooded glen three hundred feet below, a glen the charms of which are well known throughout the whole of Scotland, and where in summer tourists from England endeavour to explore, but are warned back by Stewart, Sir Henry's Highland keeper.

The women did not seriously complain when we reached this camp, but little Charley Arcane broke out with a bad looking rash all over his body and as he cried most of the time it no doubt smarted and pained him like a mild burn.

A little river brawled in a deep gorge, falling in pools and linns like one of my native burns.

This obscene lust burns towards a fresh woman, and after burning, it grows cold towards her; and cold is loathing.

With vain desires the pensive ALCEA burns, 70 And, like sad ELOISA, loves and mourns.

Lord Thurlow (1821) adopted Tom Moore's error, and enlarged it: Behold, my dear, this lofty flower, That now the golden sun receives; No other deity has power, But only Phoebus, on her leaves; As he in radiant glory burns, From east to west her visage turns.