"Corse" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... whiles he passed, Fell that stern dint—the first—the last! Such strength upon the blow was put, The helmet crushed like hazel-nut, The axe-shaft, with its brazen clasp, Was shivered to the gauntlet grasp. Springs from the blow the startled horse, Drops on the plain the lifeless corse; First of that fatal field, how soon, How sudden ...
— Ten Great Events in History • James Johonnot
... right then and thar. The sojers tell us after the war that we get food, clothes, and wages from our Massas else we leave. But they was very few that ever got anything. Our ole Massa say he not gwine pay us anything, corse his money was no good, but he wouldn't pay us if ...
— Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States • Various
... what am I? and in what estate? A wretched corse bereaved of its heart, An empty shadow, lost, unfortunate: To die is now in life my only part. Foes to my greatness, let your envy rest, In me no taste for grandeur now is found; Consum'd by grief, with heavy ills ...
— Notes and Queries, Number 70, March 1, 1851 • Various
... delighted would Boswell have been had he lived to see the way in which he is spoken of by the biographer of Paoli: 'En traversant la Mediterranee sur de freles navires pour venir s'asseoir au foyer de la nationalite Corse, des hommes graves tels que Boswel et Volney obeissaient sans doute a un sentiment bien plus eleve qu' au besoin vulgaire d'une puerile curiosite.' Histoire de Pascal Paoli, par A. Arrighi, i. 231. ...
— Life Of Johnson, Vol. 2 • Boswell, Edited by Birkbeck Hill
... hands with rival energy Employed in setting his sword free From its dull sheath—stern sentinel Intent to guard St. Robert's cell; As if with memory of the affray Far distant, when, as legends say, The Monks of Fountain's thronged to force From its dear home the Hermit's corse, That in their keeping it might lie, To crown their abbey's sanctity. So had they rushed into the grot Of sense despised, a world forgot, And torn him from his loved retreat, Where altar-stone and rock-hewn seat Still hint ...
— Recollections of a Tour Made in Scotland A.D. 1803 • Dorothy Wordsworth
... was heard, not a funeral note, At his corse to the rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our ...
— Elson Grammer School Literature, Book Four. • William H. Elson and Christine Keck
... that hangs on the roadside tree —A murderer's corse it needs must be—, Sever the right hand carefully:— Sever the hand that the deed hath done, Ere the flesh that clings to the bones be gone; In its dry veins must blood be none. Those ghastly fingers white and cold, Within a winding-sheet enfold; Count the mystic count ...
— Rookwood • William Harrison Ainsworth
... was taken to the grave, and in his honour a simple woman, two street children, and a cripple followed his corse." ...
— A Tramp's Sketches • Stephen Graham
... Corsica. "The robbers and assassins of Genoa," writes Boswell, "are no inconsiderable proportion of her people. These wretches flocked together from all quarters, and were formed into twelve companies." The Corsican chiefs called a general assembly, in which "On donna la Corse a la Vierge Marie, qui ne parut pas accepter cette couronne."[66] They were not, however, to be left long without a king, for the following year one of the strangest adventurers whom the world has ever seen made a bid for the crown. He promised the islanders ...
— Boswell's Correspondence with the Honourable Andrew Erskine, and His Journal of a Tour to Corsica • James Boswell
... Of corse this is Sunday and we all ought to be good. But we will be as good as we can By having a Gen feild day and clean up a little, as this is the first chance we have had to do any scrubing since we left San Francisco, Cal. I think we will meet the Marietta in the Straights of Magellan. we have found ...
— The Voyage of the Oregon from San Francisco to Santiago in 1898 • R. Cross
... thither by the forked shaft, Strikes through the crevice of Arishtah's tower—" "Sayst thou?" astonished cried the sorceress, "Woman of outer darkness, fiend of death, From what inhuman cave, what dire abyss, Hast thou invisible that spell o'erheard? What potent hand hath touched thy quickened corse, What song dissolved thy cerements, who unclosed Those faded eyes and filled them from the stars? But if with inextinguished light of life Thou breathest, soul and body unamerced, Then whence that invocation? who hath ...
— Gebir • Walter Savage Landor
... by Creon graced with funeral rites, The other disappointed? Eteocles He hath consigned to earth (as fame reports) With obsequies that use and wont ordain, So gracing him among the dead below. But Polyneices, a dishonored corse, (So by report the royal edict runs) No man may bury him or make lament— Must leave him tombless and unwept, a feast For kites to scent afar and swoop upon. Such is the edict (if report speak true) Of Creon, ...
— The Oedipus Trilogy • Sophocles
... son! Here lay him down, my friends, Full in my sight, that I may view at leisure The bloody corse, and ...
— Audrey • Mary Johnston
... spectre—'Tis a sin Too deadly to be shadow'd or forgiven, To do such mockery in the sight of Heaven! And bid her gaze into the startled sea, And say, "Thy image, from eternity, Hath come to meet thee, ladye!" and anon, He bade the cold corse kiss the shadowy one, That shook amid the waters, like the light Of borealis in a ...
— The Death-Wake - or Lunacy; a Necromaunt in Three Chimeras • Thomas T Stoddart
... bore dead bodies by, He called them untaught knaves, unmannerly, To bring a slovenly, unhandsome corse Betwixt the ...
— Familiar Quotations • Various
... dyghte; 30 The tryppeynge Faeries weve the golden dreme Of Selyness[21], whyche flyethe wythe the nyghte; Thenne (botte the Seynctes forbydde!) gif to a spryte Syrr Rychardes forme ys lyped, I'll holde dystraughte Hys bledeynge claie-colde corse, and die eche ...
— The Rowley Poems • Thomas Chatterton
... wont, in minster / the bell to worship bade, Kriemhild, fair lady, wakened / from slumber many a maid: A light she bade them bring her / and eke her dress to wear. Then hither came a chamberlain / who Siegfried's corse found waiting there. ...
— The Nibelungenlied - Translated into Rhymed English Verse in the Metre of the Original • trans. by George Henry Needler
... On one side ob de ribber stood de big house, whar de white folks lib and on the other side stood de quarters. De big house was a purty thing all painted white, a standin' in a patch o' oak trees. I can't remember how many rooms in dat house but powerful many. O'corse it was built when de Moores had sech large families. Marse Jim he only hab five children, not twelve like his mammy had. Dey was Andrew and Tom, den Harriet, Nan, and Nettie Sue. Harriett was jes like her granny Anderson. She was ...
— Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves, North Carolina Narratives, Part 2 • Works Projects Administration
... from their talk and accoutrement, from the Upper Ward of Lanerickshire. Followed them carefully to note their dispositions and discover a favourable place for attack. I had only four men with me, whereof one a boy, being all the force under my command. Nevertheless, at a place called the Corse of Slakes I advanced boldly and summoned them, in the King's name and at the peril of ...
— The Dew of Their Youth • S. R. Crockett
... blawin', Frae spring a' its beauty an' blossoms will steal; An' ae sudden blight on the gentle heart fa'in', Inflicts the deep wound nothing earthly can heal. The simmer saw Ronald on glory's path hiein'; The autumn, his corse on the red battle fiel'; The winter, the maiden found heartbroken, dyin'; An' spring spread the ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume III - The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century • Various
... of Physicke, Doctor, in his Regyment or Dyetary of helth made in Mou{n}tpylior, says, "Also these hote wynes, as Malmesey, wyne corse, wyne greke, Romanyke, Romney, Secke, Alygaune, Basterde, Tyre, Osaye, Muscadell, Caprycke, Tynt, Roberdany, with other hote wynes, be not good to drynke with meate, but after mete and with Oysters, with Saledes, with fruyte, adraughte or two may be suffered ...
— Early English Meals and Manners • Various
... it made six lode the little rik an four pun nineteen The Squoire ony offered four pun ten so in corse I let Mister ...
— The Humourous Story of Farmer Bumpkin's Lawsuit • Richard Harris
... he, while pursuing with his eyes the tips of the sable plumes as the meagre cavalcade of mourners wound down the hill; "could you not allow this poor corse a little rest? Must her persecution be extended to the grave? Must her cold relics be insulted, be hurried to ...
— Thaddeus of Warsaw • Jane Porter
... master. He has more money to spend, for genlmn WILL leave their silver in their waistcoat pockets; more suxess among the gals; as good dinners, and as good wine—that is, if he's friends with the butler: and friends in corse they will be if they know ...
— Memoirs of Mr. Charles J. Yellowplush - The Yellowplush Papers • William Makepeace Thackeray
... thy breath: the ruddock would, With charitable bill, O bill, sore-shaming Those rich-left heirs that let their fathers lie Without a monument! bring thee all this; Yea, and furr'd moss besides, when flowers are none, To winter-ground thy corse." ...
— The Folk-lore of Plants • T. F. Thiselton-Dyer
... grieved, And doth so that his grief be more; For who that loketh al tofore 7350 And wol noght se what is behinde, He mai fulofte hise harmes finde: Wicke is to stryve and have the worse. We have encheson forto corse, This wot I wel, and forto hate The Greks; bot er that we debate With hem that ben of such a myht, It is ful good that every wiht Be of himself riht wel bethoght. Bot as for me this seie I noght; 7360 For while that mi lif wol stonde, If that ye taken werre on honde, Falle it to beste or to the werste, ...
— Confessio Amantis - Tales of the Seven Deadly Sins, 1330-1408 A.D. • John Gower
... now the tide is rising, And casts upon the shore Full many a gallant hero's corse, And ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, No. 341, March, 1844, Vol. 55 • Various
... gods, to feed him fat With Theban carnage, and make captive all That should escape the sword—for Polynices, This law hath been proclaimed concerning him: He shall have no lament, no funeral, But he unburied, for the carrion fowl And dogs to eat his corse, a sight of shame. Such are the motions of this mind and will. Never from me shall villains reap renown Before the just. But whoso loves the State, I will exalt him both in ...
— The Seven Plays in English Verse • Sophocles
... was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where ...
— Poems Every Child Should Know - The What-Every-Child-Should-Know-Library • Various
... woman answeryd and sayd: I wys, good gosyp, I haue grete cause to morne, if ye knew all. For I haue beryed iii husbandes besyde this man; but I was neuer in the case that I am now. For there was not one of them but when that I folowed the corse to chyrch, yet I was sure of an nother husband, before the corse cam out of my house, and now I am sure of no nother husband; and therfore ye may be sure I haue great cause ...
— Shakespeare Jest-Books; - Reprints of the Early and Very Rare Jest-Books Supposed - to Have Been Used by Shakespeare • Unknown
... enemies: keep this treasure even as the apple of thine eye. Put it not off from thee in any wise, unless the Lord willeth that the foe shall take it from thee. I know thee, Ivan, they will not take it from thee living; but they may from thy corse. Keep in mind at ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine — Volume 55, No. 340, February, 1844 • Various
... Magnificent 'midst corse and blood Glowed Frederekshal; Illum'd its own men's courage proud, And Swedesmen's fall. Whoe'er saw pile funereal flame So bright as then? Sure never shall expire thy name, O Colbiornsen! Thus ...
— Tord of Hafsborough - and Other Ballads • Anonymous
... come, Do thou the Lord's devoted make me; This blessed place shall be my home Till out a lifeless corse ...
— Axel Thordson and Fair Valborg - a ballad • Thomas J. Wise
... He goes, that count, to strike with all his force, The shield he breaks, the hauberk's seam unsews, Slices the heart, and shatters up the bones, All of the spine he severs with that blow, And with his spear the soul from body throws So well he's pinned, he shakes in the air that corse, On his spear's hilt he's flung it from the horse: So in two halves Aeroth's neck he broke, Nor left him yet, they say, but rather spoke: "Avaunt, culvert! A madman Charles is not, No treachery was ever in his thought. Proudly he did, who left ...
— The Song of Roland • Anonymous
... balcony, By garden-wall and gallery, A gleaming shape she floated by, A corse between the houses high, Silent into Camelot. Out upon the wharfs they came, Knight and burgher, lord and dame, And round the prow they read her ...
— Six Centuries of English Poetry - Tennyson to Chaucer • James Baldwin
... fellows remember what General Corse said one time when Sherman asked him if he could hold out?" ...
— Army Boys in the French Trenches • Homer Randall
... had lay'd a body in the sun! Well! in a month there swarm forth from the corse A thousand, nay, ten thousand sentient beings In place of that one man. Say I had kill'd him! Yet who shall tell me, that each one and all Of these ten thousand lives Is not as happy As that one life, which being push'd aside, Made room for these unnumber'd.—Act ...
— Table-Talk - Essays on Men and Manners • William Hazlitt
... your head from my extended corse, you will behold my weeping mother—Need I paint how ...
— Lover's Vows • Mrs. Inchbald
... came forthwith to administer to his Effects, and (if truth be not unpalatable to English Heirs, that often do the same thing) to fight and squabble over the administration thereof. A pretty Noise and Riot they made: now weeping and howling over the Corse; now bursting open Trunks, wrenching Trinkets from each other, striving to convey away Garments and Furniture, and even tearing down the hangings of Rich Stuff. Only the Harem, where my one True Wife ...
— The Strange Adventures of Captain Dangerous, Vol. 3 of 3 • George Augustus Sala
... with propellers which were submerged, and therefore much more easy to protect, and I went to watch the first trials of the newly-invented improvements at sea—that of our first screw-ship, the Napoleon, a name which was afterwards exchanged for that of Corse, under which she served as a despatch-boat for over forty years—of our first ironclad, a screw-ship, too, the Chaptal, built at Asnieres by M. Cave—and of the Pomone, the first frigate we built with auxiliary engines, which was fitted with a screw-propeller ...
— Memoirs • Prince De Joinville
... a previous note it was stated that the Via del Corse ran from the Piazza del Popolo southwards to the centre of the city of Rome. Besides this street there are two others which run from the same square in almost the same direction, the Via di Ripetta and ...
— Weird Tales. Vol. I • E. T. A. Hoffmann
... hard I strove, but strove in vain, To rend and gnash my bonds in twain.[f] He died—and they unlocked his chain, And scooped for him a shallow grave[15] 150 Even from the cold earth of our cave. I begged them, as a boon, to lay His corse in dust whereon the day Might shine—it was a foolish thought, But then within my brain it wrought,[16] That even in death his freeborn breast In such a dungeon could not rest. I might have spared my idle prayer— They ...
— The Works of Lord Byron, Volume 4 • Lord Byron
... life yet in those lying lips? Die like a dog with lolling tongue! Die! Die! And the dumb river shall receive your corse And wash it all unheeded ...
— A Florentine Tragedy—A Fragment • Oscar Wilde
... the Pope ['Corse dal Papa'] saying that he had been wounded, and that he knew by whom." A man with a wound in his head which endangered his life for over a week would hardly be conscious on receiving it, nor is it to be supposed that, had he been conscious, his assailants would have departed. It cannot be doubted ...
— The Life of Cesare Borgia • Raphael Sabatini
... actors here interr'd, No more thy charming voice is heard, This grave thy corse contains: Thy better part, which us'd to move Our admiration, and our Love, ...
— The Palmy Days of Nance Oldfield • Edward Robins
... land for a grave, or, seeing that he is taller than other men, as much more as his corse may demand!" ...
— Harold, Complete - The Last Of The Saxon Kings • Edward Bulwer-Lytton
... Europe's far extended regions mourn. "These feelings wide, let Sense and Truth unclue, "And give the palm where Justice points it due;" But let not canker'd calumny assail, And round our statesman wind her gloomy veil. Fox! o'er whose corse a mourning world must weep, Whose dear remains in honoured marble sleep; For whom at last, even hostile nations groan, And friends and foes alike his talents own; Fox! shall in Britain's future annals shine, Nor e'en to Pitt, the patriot's palm resign; Which Envy, wearing ...
— Fugitive Pieces • George Gordon Noel Byron
... drives His golden spurs into his courser's flanks, And rushes at full speed against Aelroth; His shield he breaks, dismails the hauberk linked; Cleaving his breast, he severs all the bones, And from the spine the ribs disjoint. The lance Forth from his body thrusts the Pagan's soul; The Heathen's corse reels from his horse, falls down Upon the earth, the neck cloven in two halves. Rolland still taunts him:—"Go thou, wretch, and know Carle was not mad. Ne'er did he treason love, And he did well to leave us in the pass. To-day sweet France will not ...
— La Chanson de Roland • Lon Gautier
... of solemn power and force, That woman, standing there, with marble face, As cold and still as any sheeted corse, The martyr herald ...
— The Old Homestead • Ann S. Stephens
... find the source of her disdain, Content to suffer, since imperial Love By lover's woes maintains his sovereign state. With this persuasion, and the fatal noose, I hasten to the doom her scorn demands, And, dying, offer up my breathless corse, Uncrowned with garlands, to ...
— Wit and Wisdom of Don Quixote • Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
... at Vanity Fair In robes that rival the tulip's glare, Think on the chaplet of leaves which round His fading forehead will soon be bound, And on each dirge the priests will say When his cold corse is borne away, ...
— A Bibliography of the writings in Prose and Verse of George Henry Borrow • Thomas J. Wise
... broken voice he uttered detached words. "Three nights—and she sleeps not, eats not—delirious!—her life is in danger—save her! O God of righteousness—and I am idling here—leading a life of holidays—and my soul's soul is ready to quit the earth, and leave me a rotten corse! Oh that all her sufferings could fall on my head! and that I could lie in her coffin, if that would restore her to health. Sweetest and loveliest! thou art fading, rose of Avar, and destiny has stretched out her talons over thee. Colonel," ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Vol. 53, No. 331, May, 1843 • Various
... steely weeds, Still throb for fear and pity's sake; As when the Champion of the Lake Enters Morgana's fated house, Or in the Chapel Perilous, Despising spells and demons' force, Holds converse with the unburied corse; Or when, Dame Ganore's grace to move, (Alas, that lawless was their love!) He sought proud Tarquin in his den, And freed full sixty knights; or when, A sinful man, and unconfessed, He took the Sangreal's holy quest, And, slumbering, ...
— Marmion: A Tale of Flodden Field • Walter Scott
... a lawyer, I hear," Quoth the foreman who sat on the corse. "A lawyer? Alas!" said ...
— The Wit and Humor of America, Volume IV. (of X.) • Various
... flitted Hitherward, to spend in study What of daylight yet may glimmer. Go, enjoy the festival, Go to Antioch and mingle In its various sports, returning When the sun descending sinketh To be buried in the waves, Which, beneath the dark clouds' fringes, Round the royal corse of gold, Shine like sepulchres of ...
— The Wonder-Working Magician • Pedro Calderon de la Barca
... Kissed me with lip to lip, trembling all o'er. The broker of our vows, it was the lay, And he who wrote—that day we read no more.' The other spirit, while the first did say These words, so moaned, that with soft remorse As death had stricken me, I swooned away, And down I fell, heavily as falls a corse." ...
— Essays AEsthetical • George Calvert
... he comes; nor dart nor lance avail, Nor the wild plunging of the tortured horse; Though Man and Man's avenging arms assail, Vain are his weapons, vainer is his force. One gallant steed is stretched a mangled corse; Another, hideous sight! unseamed appears, His gory chest unveils life's panting source; Though death-struck, still his feeble frame he rears; Staggering, but stemming all, his ...
— The Works of Lord Byron, Volume 2 • George Gordon Byron
... heaven in! how they mourn'd And wrung their hands, and wound their gentle forms Into the shapes of sorrow! golden storms Fell from their eyes; as when the sun appears, And yet it rains, so show'd their eyes their tears: And, as when funeral dames watch a dead corse, Weeping about it, telling with remorse What pains he felt, how long in pain he lay, How little food he ate, what he would say; 190 And then mix mournful tales of other's deaths, Smothering themselves in clouds of their own breaths; At length, ...
— The Works of Christopher Marlowe, Vol. 3 (of 3) • Christopher Marlowe
... chap. x.] On the 2d Sherman was aware that the enemy was advancing on Marietta; but far from hurrying to anticipate him there, we were held back yet another day that Hood might be lured far enough to let us strike him in rear. General Corse at Rome was ordered to reinforce Allatoona pass and hold stubbornly there, [Footnote: Official Records, vol. xxxix. pt. iii. p. 8.] and then, on the 3d and 4th, Sherman was in motion, trying to catch the enemy in that rough country on the border ...
— Military Reminiscences of the Civil War V2 • Jacob Dolson Cox
... lay flat, lifeless and flat, And by the holy rood, A man all light, a seraph man By every corse there stood. This seraph band, each waved his hand, It was a heavenly sight; They stood as signals to the land, Each ...
— Modern Painters Volume II (of V) • John Ruskin
... may be found here. One might almost fancy that Pride, in some material personification, might indeed be found buried beneath the mass of dross, or having shuffled off its last vestiges of respectability, its corse might at least be found to have left its shroud behind; and such these tattered habiliments really are. Rag Fair to-day is still the great graveyard of Fashion; the last cemetery to which cast-off clothes are borne before they enter upon ...
— Dickens' London • Francis Miltoun
... with blood. Presently the cross speaks and tells how it was hewn and set up on a mount. Almighty God ascended it to redeem mankind. It bent not, but the nails made grievous wounds, and it was moistened with blood. All creation wept. The corse was placed in a sepulchre of brightest stone. The crosses were buried, but the thanes of the Lord raised it begirt with gold and silver, and it should receive honor from all mankind. The Lord of Glory honored it, who arose for ...
— Elene; Judith; Athelstan, or the Fight at Brunanburh; Byrhtnoth, or the Fight at Maldon; and the Dream of the Rood • Anonymous
... produces his purse, and is proceeding to loosen its strings, but he accomplishes not his purpose, for, struck violently by a huge knotted club in an unseen hand, he tumbles headlong from his mule. Next morning a naked corse, besmeared with brains and blood, is found by an arriero; and within a week a simple cross records the event, according to the ...
— The Zincali - An Account of the Gypsies of Spain • George Borrow
... though leaguer'd round By envy and her hateful brood of hell, Be heard amid this hall; once more befits The patriot, whose prophetic eye so oft Has pierc'd thro' faction's veil, to flash on crimes Of deadliest import. Mouldering in the grave Sleeps Capet's caitiff corse; my daring hand Levell'd to earth his blood-cemented throne, My voice declared his guilt, and stirr'd up France To call for vengeance. I too dug the grave Where sleep the Girondists, detested band! Long with the show of freedom they abused Her ardent sons. Long time the well-turn'd ...
— Literary Remains (1) • Coleridge
... tender anguish nature shoots Through the wrung bosom of the dying man. His wife, his children, and his friends unseen. On every nerve The deadly winter seizes; shuts up sense; And o'er his inmost vitals creeping cold Lays him along the snows, a stiffened corse, Stretched out, and bleaching in the ...
— A Hundred Years by Post - A Jubilee Retrospect • J. Wilson Hyde
... was heard, not a brass bell-note, As his corse o'er the sleepers we hurried; Not a fog-signal wailed from a husky throat O'er the grave ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 102, June 4, 1892 • Various
... the Cup, "O king, dwelt as Day's god, Ruled Alexandria with sword and rod. He from his people drew force after force, Leaving in ev'ry clime an army's corse. But what gained he by having, like the sea, Flooded with human waves to enslave the free? Where lies the good in having been the chief In conquering, to cause a nation's grief? Darius, Assar-addon, Hamilcar; ...
— Poems • Victor Hugo
... e's hall rawt. (Strolling up callously to Marzo) You're hall rawt, ynt yer, Mawtzow? (Marzo whimpers.) Corse y'aw. ...
— Captain Brassbound's Conversion • George Bernard Shaw
... yet in hand And with remorseful anguish filled, Gazing on Lenski's corse did stand— Zaretski shouted: "Why, he's killed!"— Killed! at this dreadful exclamation Oneguine went with trepidation And the attendants called in haste. Most carefully Zaretski placed Within his sledge the stiffened corse, And hurried home his awful freight. Conscious ...
— Eugene Oneguine [Onegin] - A Romance of Russian Life in Verse • Aleksandr Sergeevich Pushkin
... contributed to their disappearance. The Puritans waged insensate war against the cross. It was in their eyes an idol which must be destroyed. They regarded them as popish superstitions, and objected greatly to the custom of "carrying the corse towards the church all garnished with crosses, which they set down by the way at every cross, and there all of them devoutly on their knees make prayers for the dead."[45] Iconoclastic mobs tore down the sacred symbol in blind fury. In the summer of 1643 Parliament ordered that ...
— Vanishing England • P. H. Ditchfield
... the 'Arwarden Gang's witrol and winegar, e' do. In course I wos one o' the Old 'Un's Company, wus luck! But I've larned a bit since then. Wot do you think? When I larruped my old pals, and called 'em mugs, messers, and muddlers, in corse I included myself, tacit-like. But there was no call for to say so! As to not showing of 'em up acos I wos one of 'em—Walker!!! If that's the Newcastle Nobbler's 'theory' of fair-play, 'e may jest ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 101, November 7, 1891 • Various
... did Richard bear his brother's corse And fling it down. Upon the stone-paved floor In a thin strip of moonlight flung it down, And then drew breath. Perhaps he paused to glance At the white face there, with the strange half-smile ...
— Wyndham Towers • Thomas Bailey Aldrich
... seemed no more to think o' scorching her fair hands than the leaves of a day-lily.) She comes to me and lays her hand on my shoulder, and her long eyes they laugh at me out of the shadow of her hat; but her mouth is grave as though I were a corse. ...
— A Brother To Dragons and Other Old-time Tales • Amelie Rives
... ousted for the benefit of Democrats. In general, he believed in laying down certain principles on the tenure of office and in standing resolutely by them. Thus, in 1891, under Harrison, on being urged to retain General Corse, the excellent Democratic Postmaster of Boston, he replied to his friend Curtis Guild that Corse ought to be continued as a matter of principle and not because Cleveland, several years before, had retained Pearson, the Republican Postmaster ...
— Theodore Roosevelt; An Intimate Biography, • William Roscoe Thayer
... shall reach divan. My death I'll strive To calmly meet. Perchance my bleeding corse Will melt her ...
— Turandot: The Chinese Sphinx • Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller
... smote him, and within the ponderous casque His whole head open'd into equal halves. With deadliest night surrounded, prone he fell. Epaltes, Erymas, Amphoterus, 505 Echius, Tlepolemus Damastor's son, Evippus, Ipheus, Pyres, Polymelus, All these he on the champain, corse on corse Promiscuous flung. Sarpedon, when he saw Such havoc made of his uncinctured[13] friends 510 By Menoetiades, with sharp rebuke His band of godlike Lycians loud address'd. Shame on you, Lycians! whither would ye fly? Now are ...
— The Iliad of Homer - Translated into English Blank Verse • Homer
... bank Stuck full of flowers, she, with a sigh, will tell Her servants, what a pretty place it were To bury lovers in; and make her maids Pluck 'em, and strew her over like a corse.' ...
— Prince Zaleski • M.P. Shiel
... From the left of the return over toward Hatcher's Run was posted Mumford's cavalry, dismounted. In the return itself was Wallace's brigade, and next on its right came Ransom's, then Stewart's, then Terry's, then Corse's. On the right of Corse was W. H. F. Lee's division of cavalry. Ten pieces of artillery also were in this line, three on the right of the works, three near the centre at the crossroads, and four on the left, in the return. ...
— The Memoirs of General Philip H. Sheridan, Vol. II., Part 5 • P. H. Sheridan
... secret, which he bade me never disclose to mortal man, but on my death-bed. This is that tremendous hour, and ye are no doubt the chosen warriors to whom I was ordered to reveal my trust. As soon as ye have done the last offices to this wretched corse, dig under the seventh tree on the left hand of this poor cave, and your pains will—Oh! good heaven receive my soul!" With those words the devout man breathed ...
— The Castle of Otranto • Horace Walpole
... for the wrong And insult he had borne so long. And Rama lent a willing ear And promised to allay his fear. Sugriva warned him of the might Of Bali, matchless in the fight, And, credence for his tale to gain, Showed the huge fiend by Bali slain. The prostrate corse of mountain size Seemed nothing in the hero's eyes; He lightly kicked it, as it lay, And cast it twenty leagues away. To prove his might his arrows through Seven palms in line, uninjured, flew. He cleft a mighty hill apart, And down ...
— Hindu Literature • Epiphanius Wilson
... make such claims of rule In Cadmus' town—I, though no other help, (Pointing to the body of POLYNICES) I, I will bury this my brother's corse And risk your wrath and what may come of it! It shames me not to face the State, and set Will against power, rebellion resolute: Deep in my heart is set my sisterhood, My common birthright with my brothers, born All of one womb, her children who, for ...
— Suppliant Maidens and Other Plays • AEschylus
... to hold on his course, Unto King Olaf's force, Lying within the hoarse Mouths of Stet-haven; Him to ensnare and bring, Unto the Danish king, Who his dead corse would fling Forth ...
— Tales of a Wayside Inn • Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
... cellular tissue and membrane, contributes in the same way to form the teeth by the successive deposition of layer upon layer of the soft vascular pulp. The marks of these depositions, or laminae, are clearly distinguishable in the longitudinal striae of the section of a tooth. Mr Corse Scott states that the Indian elephant has only ten or twelve laminae in the tooth, while that of the great mammoth has twenty-four, besides having a much more regularly disposed enamel. The tooth is hollow about half-way up, but a very small tubular ...
— Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, No. 421, New Series, Jan. 24, 1852 • Various
... never insulted me, and was insulted before the king's officers; never wrote to his brother to say we should be the better for his parental authority? The paper is there," cried the young man, slapping his breast-pocket, "and if anything happens to me, Harry Warrington, you will find it on my corse!" ...
— The Virginians • William Makepeace Thackeray
... Prayed often for the mercy of neglect When hardly did he dare to leave his door Without a guard behind him and before To save him from the gentlemen that now In cheap and easy reparation bow Their corrigible heads above his corse To counterfeit a grief that's ...
— Shapes of Clay • Ambrose Bierce
... N. corpse, corse[obs3], carcass, cadaver, bones, skeleton, dry bones; defunct, relics, reliquiae[Lat], remains, mortal remains, dust, ashes, earth, clay; mummy; carrion; food for worms, food for fishes; tenement of clay this mortal coil. shade, ghost, manes. organic remains, fossils. Adj. cadaverous, corpse-like; ...
— Roget's Thesaurus
... thy lover's corse attend; With eyes averted light the solemn pyre, Till all around the doleful flames ascend, Then, slowly ...
— The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL.D. in Nine Volumes - Volume the Eighth: The Lives of the Poets, Volume II • Samuel Johnson
... and then betweene these two ankers we trauersed the ships head to seawards, and set our foresaile and maine sayle, and when the barke had way, we cut the hawser, and so gate the sea to our friend, and tryed out al that day with our maine corse. ...
— The Principal Navigations, Voyages, Traffiques, • Richard Hakluyt
... "Ob corse it's hard. It orter be, fer it's agin de Lawd an natur. Marse Clancy, took keer wot you do, an wot you let Missy Mara do. My 'sperience teach me a heap. S'pose I doan' know de dif'ence 'tween Unc. dar an a man like Kern? I was young an foolish once, an mar'ed Unc. ...
— The Earth Trembled • E.P. Roe
... for itself to answer.— In the name of God, O corse, [He extends his hands over the dead body of POLONIA. Lying stiff here, I command thee To arise and live, resuming Thine own soul, and thus make patent This great truth, before us preaching The true doctrine ...
— The Purgatory of St. Patrick • Pedro Calderon de la Barca
... sufficient gain. Thither by what he deems the safest way (Medoro following him) went Cloridane Where in the field, 'mid bow and falchion lay, And shield and spear, in pool of purple stain, Wealthy and poor, the king and vassal's corse, And overthrown the ...
— Library Of The World's Best Literature, Ancient And Modern, Vol. 2 • Charles Dudley Warner
... for reading the horoscopes of famous men in the anagram of their names. He passed whole months in decomposing and recomposing words and fitting them to new meanings. "Un Corse la finira," found within the words, "Revolution Francaise"; "Eh, c'est large nez," in "Charles Genest," an abbe at the court of Louis XIV., whose huge nose is recorded by Saint-Simon as the delight of the Duc de ...
— Bureaucracy • Honore de Balzac
... Pindargrasp I ave a terrible secret to hunraffel wich will put the sadel on the rite orse at last and as I does hall this agin my own guvnor wich of corse I love derely I do hope Mr. Pindargrasp you wont see me haltoogether left in the lerch. A litel something to go on with at furst wood be very agrebbel for indeed Mr. Pindargrasp its uncommon low water with your umbel servant at this presant ...
— Castle Richmond • Anthony Trollope
... and spurs of gold! Think not, youth, that e'er from me Hate or spleen shall flow to thee; Nobler deeds thy virtues claim, Eulogy and tuneful fame. Ah! much sooner comes thy bier Than thy nuptial feast, I fear; Ere thou mak'st the foe to bleed, Ravens on thy corse shall feed. Owain, lov'd companion, friend, To birds a prey—is this thy end! Tell me, steed, on what sad plain ...
— The Poetry of Wales • John Jenkins
... fear that Allatoona was already lost, when the signal officer's quick eye caught the faintest flutter at one of the fort windows. Presently the letters, C—R—S—E—H—E—R, were made out; which meant that General John M. Corse, one of the best volunteers produced by the war, was holding out. He had hurried over from Rome, on a call from Allatoona, and was withstanding more than four thousand men with less than two thousand. All morning long the Confederates persisted ...
— Captains of the Civil War - A Chronicle of the Blue and the Gray, Volume 31, The - Chronicles Of America Series • William Wood
... none which has received greater vituperation for dulness and commonplace, than Sir Amadas. Yet who could much better the two simple lines, when the hero is holding revel after his ghastly meeting with the unburied corse ...
— The Flourishing of Romance and the Rise of Allegory - (Periods of European Literature, vol. II) • George Saintsbury
... thou, Once and again, I bid my father hear. And these twin locks, from mine head shorn, I bring, And one to Inachus the river-god, My young life's nurturer, I dedicate, And one in sign of mourning unfulfilled I lay, though late, on this my father's grave. For O my father, not beside thy corse Stood I to wail thy death, nor was my hand Stretched out to bear thee forth ...
— The House of Atreus • AEschylus
... yon pallid apparition, how it fills me with remorse. 'Tis herself! Aurelia! tell me, art thou living? not a corse? ...
— Henrik Ibsen • Edmund Gosse
... wretch, beware!" declaimed Worthington nobly. "Only across my prostrate corse shall you reach your innocent victims. Say, Charlie boy," he added in a hurried aside, "I didn't poke you in the eye by mistake just now, ...
— The Far Horizon • Lucas Malet
... Slowly the cowering corse reared up its head, 'Nay, I am vile ... but when for all to see, You stand there, pure and painless—death of life! Let the stars fall—I ...
— The Wild Knight and Other Poems • Gilbert Chesterton
... face; the bluebell, like thy clear veins; and the leaf of eglantine, which is not sweeter than was thy breath-all these will I strew over thee. Yea, and the furred moss in winter, when there are no flowers to cover thy sweet corse." ...
— Tales from Shakespeare • Charles and Mary Lamb
... damsel, and without remorse, The king condemned her guiltless to the fire, Her veil and mantle plucked they off by force, And bound her tender arms in twisted wire: Dumb was the silver dove, while from her corse These hungry kites plucked off her rich attire, And for some deal perplexed was her sprite, Her damask late, now changed to ...
— Jerusalem Delivered • Torquato Tasso
... was he, in his purpose iron-hearted— Gentle pity could not be when the pitiless had parted. So, the corse in wagon thrown, with no decent cover o'er it— Jeers its funeral rites alone—into Hackensack they bore it, 'Mid the clanging of the bells in the old Brick Church's steeple, And the hooting and the yells of the gladdened, ...
— Lippincott's Magazine Of Popular Literature And Science, No. 23, February, 1873, Vol. XI. • Various
... looked to me like the girl that sings in the choir at our church, and Pa said corse it is, and he went right in where she was and said "pretty good show, isn't it," and put out his hand to shake hands with her, but the woman who tends the stand came along and thought Pa was drunk and said "old gentleman I guess you had better get ...
— Peck's Bad Boy and His Pa - 1883 • George W. Peck
... a shrine, and I could kneel To Rural Gods, or prostrate fall; Did I not see, did I not feel, That one GREAT SPIRIT governs all. O heav'n permit that I may lie Where o'er my corse green branches ware; And those who from life's tumult fly With kindred feelings ...
— Wild Flowers - Or, Pastoral and Local Poetry • Robert Bloomfield
... heauens did blase, And all the Statues in the Temple blast, Did weepe the losse of Romaine liberty. Then if the Gods haue destined thine end, Yet as a Mother hauing lost her Sonne, 360 Cato shall waite vpon thy tragick hearse, And neuer leaue thy cold and bloodles corse. Ile tune a sad and dol-full funerall song, Still crying on lost liberties sweete name, Thy sacred ashes will I wash with teares, And thus lament my ...
— The Tragedy Of Caesar's Revenge • Anonymous |
