"Thrum" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... who wilt not love, do this, Learn of me what woman is. Something made of thread and thrum. A mere botch of all and some. Pieces, patches, ropes of hair; Inlaid garbage everywhere. Outside silk and outside lawn; Scenes to cheat us neatly drawn. False in legs, and false in thighs; False in breast, teeth, hair, ...
— The Hesperides & Noble Numbers: Vol. 1 and 2 • Robert Herrick
... was more than I could bear, and, throwing down the drumstick, I give way to the most violent grief. It was not until I was severely admonished to continue my task, that I could sufficiently control my emotion and resume the horrid thrum thrum of the ...
— Seven and Nine years Among the Camanches and Apaches - An Autobiography • Edwin Eastman
... presently, moving with the silent grace of swans on still water, came four girls closely veiled, carrying quaintly-shaped harps and lutes. A Nubian servant followed them, and spread a gold-embroidered carpet upon the ground, whereon they all sat down and began to thrum the strings of their instruments in a muffled, dreamy manner, playing a music which had nothing of melody in it, and which yet vaguely suggested a passionate tune. This thrumming went on for some time when all at once from a side entrance in the hall a bright, apparently winged thing bounded from ...
— Ziska - The Problem of a Wicked Soul • Marie Corelli
... of each other's fame, Full of weak poison, turnspits for the clown, The drunkard's football, laughing-stocks of Time, Whose brains are in their hands and in their heels But fit to flaunt, to dress, to dance, to thrum, To tramp, to scream, to burnish, and to scour, For ever slaves at home and ...
— The Princess • Alfred Lord Tennyson
... round between the dancers and the fire, and took two smooth sour-wood sticks from Mack's coat-pocket. The old negro laughed and sang all the louder as he held his head to one side and Luke began to thrum the strings ...
— Westerfelt • Will N. Harben
... like—Sir John, there'd be no Clarissas in the world." She hesitated, then smiled audaciously. "Perhaps no Lanas either.... There! Go and court your sweetheart. For she gave me a look but now which boded ill for me or for any other maid or matron who dares lay finger on a single thrum of your rifle-shirt." ...
— The Hidden Children • Robert W. Chambers
... cried the King, 'that's the way to do it!' so, seizing his zither, he began to thrum ...
— Tales Of The Punjab • Flora Annie Steel
... Ditty-making Mortal's this, That e'er the Lark her early Note has sung, Does doleful Love beneath my Casement thrum? -Ah, ...
— The Works of Aphra Behn, Vol. III • Aphra Behn
... apartment where they had supped, and went into another, wretched enough, where, in a truckle-bed, were stretched two bodies, covered with a rug, the heads belonging to which were amicably deposited upon the same truss of hay. The one was the black shock-head of the groom; the other, graced with a long thrum nightcap, showed a grizzled pate, and a grave caricatured countenance, which the hook-nose and lantern-jaws proclaimed to belong to the Gallic minister of good cheer, whose praises he had heard sung forth on ...
— Peveril of the Peak • Sir Walter Scott
... The thrum of the automobile brought Price into the hall. She told me that the yachting party had come back, and were now in their bedrooms ...
— The Woman Thou Gavest Me - Being the Story of Mary O'Neill • Hall Caine |
