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The ruddy dame nodded significantly as she closed thus cryptically her tables of praises. Brilliana uplifted her hands in a pretty air of wonder. "The phoenix," she sighed, "the paragon, the nonpareil of the buttery." Instantly her smiling face grew grave. "Well, it is not for us to praise him or blame him while he is on our hands. See that you give him good meals, Mistress Satchell."
The whole party, accompanied by a mob of idle men and boys, and in short by all who could snatch a moment from the calls of business, proceeded in slow procession through the old gate into the Phoenix Park, and mounting the hill overlooking the town, selected near its summit a level spot on which to decide the quarrel.
Brian's army was encamped on the Green of Aha-Clee, which is now Phoenix Park, and when he set fire to the Danish districts, the fierce Norsemen within the city could see a blazing, smoking pathway that reached from Dublin to Howth.
I came across an account of the Phoenicians in a book the other day; the book was elegantly bound; the Phoenicians are a very enterprising race." "The Phoenicians! indeed!" broke in the angry Phoenix. "There is but one Phoenix. I am the only Phoenix, I am nearly five hundred years old. My great-great-great-grandfather made the Old Brown Coat."
Ca' hooly, sirs, as ye, wad win an auld man's blessing! mind there's naebody below now to haud the gy Hae a care o' the Cat's-lug corner bide weel aff Crummie's-horn!" "Have a care indeed," echoed Oldbuck. "What! is it my rara avis my black swan my phoenix of companions in a post-chaise? take care of him, Mucklebackit."
Great Bartas this unto thy praise adds more, In sad sweet verse, thou didst his death deplore. And Phoenix Spencer doth unto his life, His death present in sable to his wife. Stella the fair, whose streams from Conduits fell For the sad loss of her Astrophel.
Then there was a struggle in the breast of Robert, and out fluttered the Phoenix spread his gold wings, flew to the top of the Christmas-tree, and perched there. 'Ah! catch it, then, cried the lady; 'it will itself burn your genteel parrakeet! 'It won't, said Robert, 'thank you.
The Phoenix was struggling feebly with another, and still more were crowding around them, screaming like hawks. They looked like the sleeping Gryffen, but were as large as ponies. Their eyes were yellow and unblinking, and their tails twitched like an angry cat's. Their smell, like the lion house in the zoo, made David feel faint.
Got some of it from a soldier who came to Flagstaff for lung trouble. He'd been in the same company with Glenn. We didn't know this boy's name while he was in Flagstaff. But later Tom found out. John Henderson. He was only twenty-two, a fine lad. An' he died in Phoenix. We tried to get him out here. But the boy wouldn't live on charity. He was always expectin' money a war bonus, whatever that was.
They rolled in from the Gila country, from Salt River, from the Pecos, from Albuquerque and Phoenix and Santa Fe, and from the camps intervening. When a thousand citizens had arrived and taken up claims they named the town Yellowhammer, appointed a vigilance committee, and presented Cherokee with a watch-chain made of nuggets.
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