Between periods of weeping she sought to cajole the old woman to release her, and at times she succumbed to blank despair.

Incomplete sentences blank: high school form.

The journo 'enforced' a system where he would collect a regular hafta from the Baina police outpost, in return for blanking out any damaging news emanating from Baina.

Sport and repose locke from me day and night: [A] Each opposite that blankes the face of ioy, Meet what I would haue well, and it destroy: Both heere, and hence, pursue me lasting strife, If once a Widdow, euer I be Wife.

What did these blanked "furriners" have against them anyhow?

Who dost our souls against our sense command, Plucking the horror from a sightless face, Lending to blank deformity a grace.

" Sylvia was accustomed to finding Professor Kennedy's remarks quite unintelligible, and this one seemed no odder to her than the rest, so that she was astonished that Aunt Victoria was not ashamed to confess as blank an ignorance as the little girl's.

Then Mr. Carteret asked him point blank the questions he had put to the other, and received the same answers, the 'Bishop' entering an inarticulate demurrer.

Dryden followed his example in his Essay of Dramatic Poesie (1667), in which he treated of the unities, and argued for the use of rime in tragedy in preference to blank verse.

an ill run at play Blanked his bold visage, and a thin third day: Swearing and supperless the hero sate, Blasphemed his gods, the dice, and damned his fate; Then gnawed his pen, then dashed it on the ground, Sinking from thought to thought, a vast profound! Plunged for his sense, but found no bottom there; Yet wrote and floundered on in mere despair.

MESSAGE BLANKS CHAPTER XII.

Gustave Hervé signed his name three days a week to blank columns of extraordinary eloquence.

My own trusty weapon was a '500 bore, very plain, with a pistol grip, point blank up to 180 yards, made by Murcott of the Haymarket, from whom I have bought over twenty guns, every one of which turned out a splendid weapon.

Who dost our souls against our sense command, Plucking the horror from a sightless face, Lending to blank deformity a grace.