... Hie dygel lond Warigeath, wulf-hleothu, windige naessas, Frecne fen-gelad, thaer fyrgen-stream Under naessa genipu nither gewiteth, Flod under foldan.
In Tullius also moost eloquent The chosen spouse unto this lady free His gylted craft and gloyre in content Gay thynges I made eke, yf than lust to see Go loke the Code also the dygestes thre The bookes of lawe and of physyke good Of ornate speche there spryngeth up the flood.
And thanne thei schullen dyggen and mynen so strongly, tille that thei fynden the zates, that Kyng Alisandre leet make of grete stones and passynge huge, wel symented and made stronge for the maystrie.
And aftre, is there zit a lond alle desert, where men may fynde no watre, ne for dyggynge, ne for non other thing.
+Deyen+, v. to die, S2, PP; +deghen+, MD, S2; +deghe+, S2; +deie+, S; +dey+, S3; +dye+, PP; +dighe+, PP; +dyghe+, S2, PP; +de+, S3; +deide+, pt.
+Dyght+; see +Dihten+.
* * * * * THOMAS CHATTERTON SONGS FROM "AELLA, A TRAGYCAL ENTERLUDE, WROTENN BIE THOMAS ROWLEIE" THE BODDYNGE FLOURETTES BLOSHES ATTE THE LYGHTE FYRSTE MYNSTRELLE The boddynge flourettes bloshes atte the lyghte; The mees be sprenged wyth the yellowe hue; Ynn daiseyd mantels ys the mountayne dyghte; The nesh yonge coweslepe blendethe wyth the dewe; The trees enlefed, yntoe Heavenne straughte, Whenn gentle wyndes doe blowe to whestlyng dynne ys brought.
Now is Edward of Carnavan Kyng of Engelond al aplyght; God lete him never be worse man Then his fader, ne lasse myht, To holden his pore men to ryht, Ant understonde good counsail, Al Engelond for to wysse and dyht; Of gode knyhtes darh him nout fail."
Sing, Syren, sing And swell me with revenge sweet as the straines Falls from the Thrasian lyre; charme each sence With musick of Revenge, let Innocence In softest tunes like the expiring Swann Dy singing her owne Epitaph.
You can tell the truth--can't ye--to a dyin' woman?"
He wouldn't see her now; he would die among dying cattle, but maybe it was fit for a cattleman to go that way--a Texas man and Texas cows.
To-morrow, belike, my lord Duke shall come, and mayhap shall bring the Duchess Helen in his train--to look upon the manner of thy dying--" Now hereupon up started Beltane that his fetters clashed, and laughed so sudden, so fierce and harsh, that Raoul the esquire clapped hand to dagger and even Red Pertolepe started.
+dya+, HD; +dyas+, pl.
I--I think I am dying----" Again and again she pleaded with him.
Bereft enough to shame a sage And given little to long sighing, With no illusion to assuage The lonely changelessness of dying,-- Unsought, unthought-of, and unheard, She sings and watches like a bird, Safe in a comfortable cage From which there will be no more flying.
These are the words of the Zoght Dyab ben Ghanem and the fire of illness was lighted in his breast."
"He is dying,--a noble man perishing unrighteously!
"Per nimpham fingitur caro, per iuvenem coruptorem mundus vel dyabolus, per proprium amicum ratio."
"Jenny is dead, and I am dying,"--a sad, a tragic message, surely!
That I had my Living to seek saved me from Dying,--by suicide.
The name of Dyack seems to be more particularly applied to those who live in the southern section of Borneo.
And though there were a God and a heaven awaiting us,--by that same God, Josephine, I believe that our first thought in awakening would be the last in dying,--confession,--and that our first rush would be to the feet of one another for forgiveness.
If thy comon sence Be not yet parted from thee, understande I doe not cursse thee dyinge, because once I loved thee dearlye; & collect by that There is no devyll in me nor in hell That could have flesht me to thys violent deathe, Hadst thou beene false to all the worlde but me.-- But he is nowe past thynkinge on for that, And were he buryed all were perfytted.
The approaches of death having come on, he said to his untiring nurse--friend,--"Severn,--I,--lift me up,--I am dying:--I shall die easy; don't be frightened;--be firm, and thank God it has come."
I cannot blame him tho' hee rise in armes: 'Twas not in hate to me, but in disdaine That I should sell my royaltie so vaine; But did he know the value of the jem, Hee would not crase it for a Dyadem.
In autumne, whan the sunne in vyrgyne, By radyante hete, enryped hath our corne, When Luna, full of mucabylyte, As Emperes the dyademe hath worne Of our Pole artyke, smylynge half in scorne, At our foly, and our unstedfastnesse, The tyme when Mars to warre hym did dres I, callynge to mynde the great auctoryte Of poetes olde, whiche full craftely, Under as couerte termes as coulde be, Can touche a trouthe, and cloke subtylly With fresh Utterance; full sentcyously, Dyverse in style: some spared not vyce to wryte, Some of mortalitie nobly dyd endyte.
In Borneo jungles, among the Dyak headhunters.
Carl Bock, like other travelers, testifies to the unvarying truthfulness of the Dyaks in Borneo, and another observant traveler tells of the disgrace that attaches to a lie in that land, as shown by the "lying heaps" of sticks or stones along the roadside here and there. "
You have lardge promysses, but acts as slowe As dyalls hands that are not seene to goe.
If yo're dyin'--Give her money.
+dyamand+, MD; +dyamaunt+, C.--OF.
the bliss' there is 'IN dying!'"--Kirkham's Gram.,
+dyamand+, MD; +dyamaunt+, C.--OF.
Her mind has no room for anything but looks and dress; she has no feeling for anybody but her little self; and is only too truly declared by Mrs. Poyser to be "no better than a peacock, as 'ud strut about on the wall, and spread its tail when the sun shone, if all the folks i' the parish was dying"--"no better nor a cherry, wi' a hard stone inside it."
Footnote A: Here in the Quarto:-- Whose whisper ore the worlds dyameter, Sidenote: 206 As leuell as the Cannon to his blanck, Transports his poysned shot, may miffe our Name, And hit the woundlesse ayre.
Dreaming she must be surely!--she looked nothing but dreaming; for she seemed to care about nothing--not even that she was old and worn, and withered and dying,--not even that, instead of sinking down in the west, into some deep bed of dim repose, she was drifting, haggard and battered, untidy and weak and sleepy, up and up into the dazzling halls of the sun.
His uncle is dying,--old, unfortunate, forlorn.
a kind of figured cloth; +dyaper+, MD; +diapery+, MD.--OF.
Oh the pain, the bliss of dying!"--Pope. "
A strange promiscuous huddle of adventures followed, scenes perpetually shifting; now nothing heard from the lady, but sighs, groans, exclamations, faintings, dyings--From the gentleman, but vows, promises, protestations, disclaimers of purposes pursued, and all the gentle and ungentle pressures of the lover's warfare.