When merry milkmaids click the latch, And rarely smells the new-mown hay, And the cock hath sung beneath the thatch Twice or thrice his roundelay, Twice or thrice his roundelay; Alone and warming his five wits, The white owl in the belfry sits.

The Rev. Mr. Sterling gives an account of a darkness for six or eight hours at Detroit in America, on the 19th of October, 1762, in which the sun appeared as red as blood, and thrice its usual size: some rain falling, covered white paper with dark drops, like sulphur or dirt, which burnt like wet gunpowder, and the air had a very sulphureous smell.

The stranger must have wondered at the two rosy, baby-faced children standing there talking with an earnestness more in keeping with people thrice their age; but he listened graciously to them.

The unsettling effects of the great cataclysm of 1789 have been apparent in the series of political changes which have swept across the country this century; within that time it has been thrice a monarchy, thrice an empire, and thrice a republic.

"Lord," quoth he, "this man hath slain wife, and child and brother, so do I know him thrice a murderer.

New York had thrice New Orleans' number of colored barbers, and twice as many butchers; but her twelve carpenters and no masons were contrasted with 355 and 278 in these two trades at New Orleans, and her cigar makers, tailors, painters, coopers, blacksmiths and general mechanics were not in much better proportion.

The unsettling effects of the great cataclysm of 1789 have been apparent in the series of political changes which have swept across the country this century; within that time it has been thrice a monarchy, thrice an empire, and thrice a republic.

Who thrice my brow durst sign, I might regain my mortal mould, As fair a form as thine.

The brainless Stripling,who, expell'd to Town, Damn'd the stiff College and pedantick Gown, Aw'd by thy Name, is dumb, and thrice a Week Spells uncouth Latin, and pretends to Greek.

Emett, who had the downward end of the pole, and therefore thrice the weight, whistled when he drew breath.

The crystal eyes of heaven shall not thrice wink, Nor the green flood six times his shoulders turn, Till we salute the Arragonian king.

Six times six several brigantines he boarded, And in the greedy waves flung wounded Turks; And three times thrice the winged galley's banks (Wherein the Soldan's son was admiral)

Again he sat motionless for a long time, and thrice the new-comer, only a few feet away, glanced at him narrowly.