"Eftsoons" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... with his skinny hand, "There was a ship," quoth he. "Hold off! unhand me, grey-beard, loon!" Eftsoons ...
— The Ontario Readers: Fourth Book • Various
... it hath brought, I dare well swear! For he is of her Abbey." "And She was a borrow," said ROBIN, "Between a Knight and me, Of a little money that I him lent Under the green-wood tree; And if thou hast that silver ybrought, I pray thee let me see, And I shall help thee eftsoons If thou have need to me!" The Monk swore a full great oath, With a sorry cheer, "Of the borrowhood thou speakest to me Heard I never ere!" "I make mine avow to God!" said ROBIN, "Monk, thou art to blame! For God is held a righteous man, ...
— Fifteenth Century Prose and Verse • Various
... quickly plann'd, Eftsoons a judge was nam'd, And Fox and Shrimp quite ready stood, Though Shrimp seem'd half-asham'd. And now they start, one, two, away! See, Reynard darts ahead, Unconscious that sly Shrimp had jump'd ...
— Little Folks - A Magazine for the Young (Date of issue unknown) • Various
... with his skinny hand, 'There was a ship,' quoth he. Hold off! unhand me, grey-beard loon!' Eftsoons his hand dropt he. ...
— English Songs and Ballads • Various
... they spied to be very fair and white; wherewith they entered into suspicion whom she was, beginning to wonder at her enterprise. Whereat she was little dismayed, but charged them, upon danger of their lives, to row her over to the shore, which they nothing regarded, but eftsoons rowed her back again, promising her it should be secreted, and especially from the lord of the house, under whose guard she lyeth. It seemeth she knew her refuge, and—where to have found it if she had once landed; for there did, ...
— The Abbot • Sir Walter Scott
... him with his skinny hand: 'There was a ship,' quoth he. 'Hold off! unhand me, graybeard loon!' Eftsoons his hand dropp'd he." ...
— Captain Brand of the "Centipede" • H. A. (Henry Augustus) Wise
... called Vacua, A town which doth, and always hath belong'd, Chiefly to scholars. From Crumena walls I saw a man come stealing craftily, Apparell'd in this vesture which I wear; But, seeing me, eftsoons[192] he took his heels, And threw his garment from him all in haste, Which I perceiving to be richly wrought, Took it me up; but, good, now get you gone, Warn'd by my harms, ...
— A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Vol. IX • Various
... body and the blood of Christ we shared, Knees bended and heads bow'd down and bared, We listened throughout the praying. Eftsoon the shock of the foe we bore, Shoulder to shoulder on Severn's shore, Till our hilts were glued to our hands with gore, And our sinews slacken'd ...
— Poems • Adam Lindsay Gordon |
