"Gan" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... she softly shut the Doore, she heard An heavie Thinge come lumbering upp the Stayres, Whereon the buried Tailour soone appeard And She (poor Mayd) full loud 'gan ...
— The Mysteries of All Nations • James Grant
... with abundance, brimming with joyance, The warriors abided, till a certain one gan to Dog them with deeds of direfullest malice, A foe in the hall-building: this horrible stranger[2] 50 Was Grendel entitled, the march-stepper famous Who[3] dwelt in the moor-fens, the marsh and the fastness; The wan-mooded being abode for a season [5] In the land of the giants, ...
— Beowulf - An Anglo-Saxon Epic Poem • The Heyne-Socin
... fair. They lay as quietly as any log, But were not seeking their amusement there. They were to be sold, so says the story. The carter, who his business knows, Don't take them into town to see the shows. Dame porker was inclined to squeal, As though the butcher's knife she 'gan to feel. Her grunts, and squeals, and cries Were loud enough to deafen one, The other animals more wise, And better tempered, with surprise Exclaimed, "have done!" The carter to the porker turned, "Where have you manners learned, Why stun us all? Do you ...
— Aesop, in Rhyme - Old Friends in a New Dress • Marmaduke Park
... lashing will heal; But, oh, who will heal me the bonny sweet bairn in his grave? Could ye cure me my heart with the death of a knave? Quick! Love! I will bare thee — so — kneel!" Then Maclean 'gan slowly to kneel ...
— The Poems of Sidney Lanier • Sidney Lanier
... remembrance, and each heart Grew closer to the other, and the eye Was riveted and charm-bound, gazing like The Indian on a still-eyed snake, low crouch'd A beauty which is death, when all at once That painted vessel, as with inner life, 'Gan rock and heave upon that painted sea; An earthquake, my loud heartbeats, made the ground Roll under us, and all at once soul, life, And breath, and motion, pass'd and flow'd away To those unreal billows: round and round A whirlwind caught and bore us; mighty gyves, Rapid ...
— The Suppressed Poems of Alfred Lord Tennyson • Alfred Lord Tennyson
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