The Lost Beauties of the English Language: An Appeal to Authors, Poets, Clergymen, and Public SpeakersJ. W. Bouton, 1874 - Всего страниц: 288 |
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... whence it will , that expresses a new meaning , or a more delicate shade of an old meaning than the existing forms of expression admit . Eerie , and gloaming , and cannie , and cantie , and cozie , and lift , and lilt , and caller , and ...
... whence it will , that expresses a new meaning , or a more delicate shade of an old meaning than the existing forms of expression admit . Eerie , and gloaming , and cannie , and cantie , and cozie , and lift , and lilt , and caller , and ...
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... whence , by corruption , to ' egg on , ' to excite . Agore , gory , bloody . Aidle , to earn one's bread indifferently well . ' I aidle my keep . ' Airt , the quarter from which the wind blows . ' Helter skelter from a ' airts , In ...
... whence , by corruption , to ' egg on , ' to excite . Agore , gory , bloody . Aidle , to earn one's bread indifferently well . ' I aidle my keep . ' Airt , the quarter from which the wind blows . ' Helter skelter from a ' airts , In ...
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... whence baleful , mischievous , and balefulness . Now full of blisse and now of bale . - Gower : Confessio Amantis . Amid my bale , I bathe in blisse , I swim in heaven , I sink in hell . - Gascoigne : Strange Passion . But make you ...
... whence baleful , mischievous , and balefulness . Now full of blisse and now of bale . - Gower : Confessio Amantis . Amid my bale , I bathe in blisse , I swim in heaven , I sink in hell . - Gascoigne : Strange Passion . But make you ...
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... whence probably a bat to beat with . Bate , contention , strife ; whence make - bate , and breed - bate- a barrator , or breeder and stirrer - up of strife . Bateful , quarrelsome , contentious . 6 Batten , All the Dictionaries define ...
... whence probably a bat to beat with . Bate , contention , strife ; whence make - bate , and breed - bate- a barrator , or breeder and stirrer - up of strife . Bateful , quarrelsome , contentious . 6 Batten , All the Dictionaries define ...
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... whence purl ; as a stream . Oh , she has birled these mery yong men With the ale but and the wine , Until they were as deadly drunk , As any wild wood swine . Scott's Border Minstrelsy : Ballad of Fause Foodrage . There were three lords ...
... whence purl ; as a stream . Oh , she has birled these mery yong men With the ale but and the wine , Until they were as deadly drunk , As any wild wood swine . Scott's Border Minstrelsy : Ballad of Fause Foodrage . There were three lords ...
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The Lost Beauties of the English Language: An Appeal to Authors, Poets ... Charles Mackay Полный просмотр - 1879 |
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adjective Allan Ramsay Allan Ramsay's Scotch America ancient Anglo-Saxon applied auld Ballad Beaumont and Fletcher beautiful Ben Jonson blow bonnie Border Minstrelsy called Cantab Chaucer child common corruption Cumberland Cursor Mundi derived Dictionary diminutive Drayton English Language English word Epistle expression Faerie Queene fair formerly French German grass heart Henry Idem Jonson King lady land lass literature Lord meaning merry Metrical Romance Midsummer Night's Dream Milton Mirror for Magistrates modern word Morte Arthur muckle never night North of England o'er obsolete past participle Percy's Reliques person phrase Piers Ploughman poem poet poetry Polyolbion preterite Provincial Glossary quoted by Halliwell quoted by Nares Ramsay's Scotch Proverbs rede rhyme Robert Burns Romance of Sir root says Scotland Scottish Border sense Shakspeare Shanter Shrew signifies Spenser sweet synonyme Tale thee thou tongue tree verb vulgar whence the modern wife wind
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