Lives of the Saints from the Book of Lismore, edited with a translation ... by Whitley Stokes, Oxford, 1890.--Marco Polo forms fo.
Come Whoam to thi Childer an' Me--What ails Thee, my Son Robin--God Bless these Poor Folk--Come, Mary, Link thi Arm i' Mine--The Dule's i' this Bonnet o' Mine--Come, Jamie, let's Undo thi Shoon--Aw've Worn my Bits o' Shoon Away--Chirrup--Bonny Nan--Tum Rindle--Tickle Times--Jamie's Frolic--Owd Pinder--The Goblin Parson--While Takin' a Wift o' my Pipe--Yesterneet--God Bless thi Silver Yure--Margit's Coming--Eawr Folk--Th' Sweetheart Gate--Gentle Jone--Neet Fo'--A Lift on th' Way.
S; +foaghe+, S.--AS.
"Nary a hard tack; but the wagons will be along presently, and then you can get all you want," said I. "Dat's de best news I'se heerd foah sixteen long days, Massa Bill," said he. "
R114782, 16Jul53, F. J. Foakes-Jackson (A) FOOTE, JOHN A. Diseases of the new born.
JACKSON, CLARA F. FOAKES-.
I found him this morning careering round the field on that fresh young foal, without any saddle or bridle!
Mr. Ten Broeck's race-horses, Pryor and Prioress, were foaled alike, fed alike, trained alike, and finally ran side by side, competing for the same prize.
Is not ----'s last novel a better antidote against melancholy, stupendously absurd as it is, than foalfoot or plantain, featherfew or savin, agrimony or saxifrage, or any other herb in old Robert Burton's pharmacopoeia?
He is not so inquisitive after news derived from the privy closet, when the finding an eyry of hawks in his own ground, or the foaling of a colt come of a good strain, are tidings more pleasant, more profitable.
It is the custom of the country; and as journeys are accomplished at a walking pace, mares and she-asses are frequently accompanied by their foals.
Homer realizes the situation by sensory images; he makes the reader see the white foam, and hear the wind howl through the torn sails, yes, and shake with the frightened sailors.
Nor could he help hearing; he didn't try to listen; he certainly didn't wish to, though she had a very sweet voice--that soothed one to a species of lotus dream--forgetfulness of soap-suds, or the odor of canine disinfectant permeating the white foam-- "Why should they think you have a social secretary?"
Seated high Among his people, on the lofty dais, Dispensing judgment,--making woodlands ring Behind a flying hart with hound and horn,-- Talking with workmen on the tawny sands, 'Mid skeletons of ships, how best the prow May slice the big wave and shake off the foam,-- Edwin preserved a spirit calm, composed, Still as a river at the full of tide; And in his eye there gathered deeper blue, And beamed a warmer summer.
Lord Cloten, Upon my lady's missing, came to me With his sword drawn, foam'd at the mouth, and swore, If I discover'd not which way she was gone, It was my instant death.
They kicked, they cuffed, they scratched, they tore the garments from each other's shoulders, they foamed and rolled gasping in the yellow sand of the arena.
I could now sing a verse of the song Hatyin foam'eri, made in honour of Allan, the famous Captain of Clanranald, who fell at Sherrif-muir; whose servant, who lay on the field watching his master's dead body, being asked next day who that was, answered, 'He was a man yesterday.'
Foameth all their track with blood."
And so must his pledge of vengeance be redeemed to-night; and so, riding eastward, with the dying sunlight behind him and the quiet Chiltern hills before, through air softened by the gathering coolness of these midsummer eves, beside clover fields, and hedges of wild roses, and ponds white with closing water-lilies, and pastures sprinkled with meadow-sweet, like foam,--he muses only of the clash of sword and the sharp rattle of shot, and all the passionate joys of the coming charge.
Bear up, bear out, bear onward, This mortal soul alone, To selfhood or oblivion, Incredibly thine own, -- As the foamheads are loosened And blown along the sea, Or sink and merge forever In that which bids them be.
I was about,--who knows?--in imitation of divers admired models, to tell the reader in choicest poetic diction how the City of the Dead, with its magnificent streets, shining palaces, and lofty monuments, burst upon my dazzled vision,--how I walked for half a mile along a spacious avenue, beneath an arcade of giant elms hung with wreaths of mist and vocal with singing, feathery fruit,--past marble tombs whose yards were filled with bright and fragrant flowers,-- among waving grassy knolls spread with the silver nets of spiders and sparkling dew,--through vales of cool twilight and ravines of sombre dusk,--and so on for more than a page, until finally, step by step, through laboriously elegant sentences, I worked my way up to the top of a lofty hill, the view from which to be graphically described as a picture and a poem dissolved together into mingled glory and mirage, and inundating with a billowy sea of beauty the landscape below;--and then further depicting to the delighted fancy of the reader, how on one side was a most remarkable river,--such as was never heard of before, probably,--in fact, a web of water framed between the hills, its rushing warp-currents, as it rolled along, woven by smoking steam-shuttles with a woof of foam,--how, at the entrance of a bay, flocks of snowy sails, with black, shining beaks, and sleek, unruffled plumage, were swimming out to sea,--how another river, not quite so unique as the last, was also in sight, coiling among emerald steeps and crags and precipices and forest,--while beyond, green woodlands, checkered fields, groves, orchards, villages, hills, farms, and villas, all glowed in an exceedingly charming manner in the morning sun;--and then, still further, to say something as brilliant as possible about a certain city, designated as the Great Metropolis,--how it resembled, perhaps, a Cyclopean type-form, with blocks of buildings for letters, domes, turrets, and towers for punctuation-points, church-spires for interrogation and exclamation marks, and squares and avenues for division-spaces between the paragraphs, set up and leaded with streets into a vast editorial page of original matter on Commerce and Manufactures, rolled every morning with the ink of toil, and printing before night an edition of results circulated to the remotest quarters of the globe.
When I mend my nets by the foamin' sea, Them little bare feet trot there with me, And a shrill little voice I love'll say: "Dran'pa, spin me a yarn ter-day."
He watched the sun ford a deep and foaming cloud.
the wave that forever devours the wave Casts roaringly up the charybdis again; And, as with the swell of the far thunder-boom, Rushes foamingly forth from the heart of the gloom.
We knew all its sounds and voices, its tumblings and foamings, its unnecessary splashing against the bridges; that self-conscious chatter when there were hills to look on; the affected dignity of its speech when it passed through the little towns, far too important to laugh; and all these faint, sweet whisperings when the sun caught it fairly in some slow curve and poured down upon it till the steam rose.
Eros Turannos She fears him, and will always ask What fated her to choose him; She meets in his engaging mask All reasons to refuse him; But what she meets and what she fears Are less than are the downward years, Drawn slowly to the foamless weirs Of age, were she to lose him.
Some gauze enveloped her, but her rounded shoulders, her Amazonian bosom, her wide hips, which swayed to and fro voluptuously, her whole body, in fact, could be divined, nay discerned, in all its foamlike whiteness of tint beneath the slight fabric she wore.
The spheres of heaven, in the perpetual harmony of their unsleeping motion, swell the praise of God; the earth, radiant with beauty, and smiling in joy, proclaims its Maker's love; and the ocean,--that "Glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests,"-- as it murmurs on the shore, or foams with its broad billows over the deep, declares its God; and even the tempests, that, in their "rising wrath, sweep sea and sky," still utter the name of Him who rides upon the whirlwind and directs the storm.
Shut your eyes, and the inward vision sees once more the long line of sandy and shingly beaches, the green curving-up of the surges tipped with dazzling foam,--sees the motionless and blackened timbers of the wreck on the shore, the white wings dipping and turning along the combing tops of the waves racing in upon the sands,--sees the dry tufted beach-grass, and the wet, shining, compact slope down which slides swiftly the under-tow.
At night he bade his warriors raise Seven crosses where the foamswept strand Lay still and white beyond the blaze Of the hundred camp-fires of the land.
CHAPTER X IN THE GOLD COUNTRY A LOW, sandy beach, without a tree to break its level, rows of plain frame-houses, some tents and wooden shanties scattered about, the surf breaking over the shore in splendid foam,--this was Teddy's first impression of Nome.
A witchcraft drew me hither: That most ingrateful boy there by your side From the rude sea's enrag'd and foamy mouth Did I redeem; a wreck past hope he was.
Before reaching Paya, we passed several interesting places, among which may be mentioned Foar, a small French fort, situated upon a hill.
I jist can't 'foard to hab dem spiled right away."
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But her mother was not to be fobbed off so, for she quickly overtook her child and gripping her by the scruff began to drag her along with her.
If he could have disposed of you there, he would have returned here to work upon the safe and blow it at his leisure, fobbing the servants off with some yarn, or if they proved too troublesome intimidating them, killing one or two if necessary."
How do you keep without their reach The watch without your fobby O?"
But I being to go to the Devil a little, Sir, whip--what does he, but marries her himself, Sir; and fob'd me off here with my Lady's cast Petticoat-- Noi.
FOBERG, JOHN A. Plane geometry.
I'se fo'bid to go da--I--" "Well, well, have you any food?
Come Whoam to thi Childer an' Me--What ails Thee, my Son Robin--God Bless these Poor Folk--Come, Mary, Link thi Arm i' Mine--The Dule's i' this Bonnet o' Mine--Come, Jamie, let's Undo Thi Shoon--While Takin' a Wift o' my Pipe--God Bless thi Silver Yure--Aw've Worn my Bits o' Shoon Away --Yesterneet--Owd Enoch--Chirrup --Tickle Times-- Jamie's Frolic--Owd Pinder--Th' Goblin Parson--Margit's Coming--Eawr Folk--Th' Sweetheart Gate--Gentle Jone--Neet Fo'--Bonnie Nan--A Lift on th' Way--Tum Rindle--Buckle to.
But only be cause they shold not knowe that her maister knewe But how well that the deuyll said thise wordes yet had she double entente to hem bothe For they knewe ann as they had tasted of the fruyt that they were dampned to the deth pardurable/ And god knewe it well to fore But they supposid well to haue knowen many other thynges And to belyke vnto his knowleche and science And therfor fayth saynt poule in a pistyll/ hit ne apperteyneth to saure or knowe more than behoueth to saure or knowe/ but to fauoure or knowe by mesure or fobrenes/ And valerian reherceth that ther was a good woman of siracusane that wold not lye vnto the kynge of *ecylle whiche was named dyonyse And this kynge was so full of tyrannye & so cruell that alle the world defired his deth and cursid hym/ Saauf this woman onely whiche was so olde that she had seen thre or .iiii.
Marry, for diving into fobs they are rather lamely provided a priori; but if the hue and cry were once up, they would show as fair a pair of hind-shifters as the expertest loco-motor in the colony.--We hear the most improbable tales at this distance.
Gran foc ences, Que crama lu curagia; Deu nos da lenguagia, Para fe lo que Deu vol.
They from one body issued; and throughout Caina thou mayst search, nor find a shade More worthy in congealment to be fix'd, Not him, whose breast and shadow Arthur's land At that one blow dissever'd, not Focaccia, No not this spirit, whose o'erjutting head Obstructs my onward view: he bore the name Of Mascheroni: Tuscan if thou be, Well knowest who he was: and to cut short All further question, in my form behold What once was Camiccione.
"On Feb. 11th I gave Mr Peacock a paper on the alteration of the focal length of a telescope as directed with or against the Earth's orbital motion (on the theory of emissions) which was written out for reading to the Cambridge Philosophical Society on Feb. 24th and 25th.
It was also proved after infinite research, that Agares, Belial, and Barbatos, each of them deposed angels of great rank, had been of the order of Virtues; that Beleth, Focalor, and Phoenix, had been of the order of Thrones; that Gaap had been of the order of Powers, and Virtues; and Murmur of Thrones and Angels.
That traitor, who sees only with one eye, And holds the land, which some one here with me Would fain be fasting from the vision of, Will make them come unto a parley with him; Then will do so, that to Focara's wind They will not stand in need of vow or prayer."