What kind o' clock was it?" "Oh, that's the worst of it.

St. Dunstan's clock was the fly in the ointment, for it boomed out intrusively the hour of eleven just as my guests were beginning thoroughly to appreciate one another; and thereby carried the sun (with a minor paternal satellite) out of the firmament of my heaven.

An eight-day clock with large dial and plain case is the most suitable.

He looked at his watch and compared it with the clock in the faint hope that the clock might be behindhand.

Said my friend then, "The blessings we always possess We know not the want of, and prize them the less; The church-clock was no new sound to thee.

Dr. Lyon also quotes from an American newspaper, "The Boston News Letter" of April 16th, 1716, an advertisement which was evidently published when the tall clocks, which we now call "grandfathers' clocks," were a novelty, and as such were being introduced to the American public.

The Palace Clock in this tower is an eighty-day clock, striking the hours and chiming the quarters upon eight bells.

Clock wasn't any use to me, wasn't wuth any thin'.

I couldn't seem to help it: he was so determined, and the clock was such a beauty.

When the world's clocks are dumb in sleep 'Tis then I seek my kind.

Without it the clock is a failure.

The clock was its own advocate, almost as strong as the old man's pleading.

In Nicholas Nickleby, 1839; Master Humphrey's Clock, 1840; Martin Chuzzlewit, 1844; Dombey and Son, 1848; David Copperfield, 1850, and Bleak House, 1853, there is no falling off in strength.

The hands o' the town clock were close upon seven as he came galloping over the knap of the hill and saw the booths below him and sweet-stalls and standingsfor on such days 'twas as good as a fair in Tregarrickand the crowd under the prison wall.

A clock is a lot of company.

He must have some motive power before he could do anything, and the clock was still the only power he could think of, and that he was afraid to meddle with, for its works were beyond him, and it was so essential to the well-being of the house that he would not venture putting it in jeopardy.

"Who told you that clock was Abel's?

The clock now in the church was the gift of John Brazer, Esq., probably during the time of the building of the church.

The English lane was made for the leisurely meandering of cows to and from pasture, for the dreamy snail-pace of time-forgetting lovers, for children gathering primroses or wild strawberries, or for the knap-sacked wayfarer to whom time and space are no objects, whose destination is anywhere and nowhere, whose only clocks are the rising sun and the evening star, and to whom the way means more than the goal.

Clock wasn't any use to me, wasn't wuth any thin'.

"Sure, sir," replied the girl, "how shall I do that, for your honour knows the clock is always a quarter of an hour too fast."