The like to you when ever you shall wed. Elder Lo.

The like is doomde to faire Terentia.

Very unlover-like is the following: I don't like the habits of woman.

So held for did hold, stung for did sting, taught for did teach, and the like, are irregular verbs; but held for being held, stung for being stung, taught for being taught, and the like, are perfect participles. OBS.

Jess like's not old Bory'll issue an order to turn everything in.

Lord how woman-like are men when they are woe'd!

All vegetables which are served with white sauce or melted butter can be acceptably served Au Gratin, and a dish of carrots, turnips, and the like served in this way is quite a delicacy.

And liking isn't the right word: it is something stronger than common liking.

Sultry, changeless, machine-like were those hundred days and nights.

Jess like's not old Bory'll issue an order to turn everything in.

But since I've seen this gentleman, and know that his likes are friends of your'n, wellIJohnnie, the Buckheaths are a hard nation of people, and that's the truth.

Her liking for me is a mere idle fancy, which would soon die out for want of fuel.

All these, and all that els the comick stage With seasoned wit and goodly pleasance graced, 200 By which mans life in his likest imáge Was limned forth, are wholly now defaced; And those sweete wits which wont the like to frame Are now despizd, and made a laughing game.

Death seems not to have touched that face, pale though it belife-like is the waving of those gentle handsand the soft, sweet, low music which now we hear, steals not sure from lips hushed by the burial-mould!

If after, before, and the like, can ever be adverbs, they are so here, and not conjunctions, or prepositions. OBS.

So held for did hold, stung for did sting, taught for did teach, and the like, are irregular verbs; but held for being held, stung for being stung, taught for being taught, and the like, are perfect participles. OBS.

Her Jewell'd robes fell strangely still The drapery on her breast Seem'd with no pulse beneath to thrill, So stone-like was its rest.

THE CONQUEROR BY CORPORAL QUINN. Come tip us your fist, then, yer sowl you; Since iver I come from the wars The like wasn't heerd.

Her likes and dislikes were a matter of instinct, and, much as one respects the doctrine of charity, it is a question whether an instinctive dislike should be quashed by an exaggerated sense of neighborly duty.

They 're apt to puff, an' May-day seldom looks Up in the country ez it doos in books; They 're no more like than hornets'-nests an' hives, Or printed sarmons be to holy lives.