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Wet cold years, unfavourable to the insects, are also equally so to the farmer upon thin clays, which border the moors, where bees are mostly kept. The belief in its efficacy must be very old if we are to credit some of Shakspeare's commentators, who give this word as the true reading in Macbeth, instead of 'Aroint thee, witch!
"Aroint thee, witch! wouldst thou poison my guests with thy infernal decoctions? Dost thou not remember how it fared with the clergyman whom you seduced to partake of that deceitful beverage?"
An thou must deal in curses, leave them to one more apt and better schooled to Giles, in faith, who shall forthwith curse thee sweet and trippingly as thus now mark me, monk! Aroint, aroint thee to Acheron dark and dismal, there may the foul fiend seize and plague thee with seven and seventy plaguey sorrows!
He hurried on, therefore, taking the water at every chance, to leave as small a trail as possible; but, from place to place, the cur kept after him, giving forth an occasional yelp. 'Aroint the pup! there's no losin' him.
"Take the curse of the Church, miserable reprobate!" cried Bilson, losing all command of himself, and smiting her in the face. "Take you heed," was the answer, "that you bring not on yourself the curse of Christ, who is the Head and Lord of the Church, for He suffereth not lightly that His sheep be ill handled." "Aroint thee, sorceress!" said the abbot.
For I would sooner face fifty deevils as my master's ghaist, or even his wraith; wherefore, aroint ye, if ye were ten times my master, unless ye come in bodily shape, lith and limb." "It is I, you old fool," answered Ravenswood, "in bodily shape and alive, save that I am half dead with cold."
To cheerful, hearty, care-dispelling humour, to such merry faces as Pickwick and Co. inimitable Pickwick hail, all hail! but triumphs of burglary, and escapes of murderers, aroint ye! Why then should I throw this cargo overboard?
Ah, son of Satan, ah! Aroint thee, Imp, Abortion."
"A murrain on the hag! she does not even struggle!" said, at last, the hump-backed tinker. "No, no! she cares not for water. Try fire! Out with her! out!" cried Red Grisell. "Aroint her! she is sullen!" said the tinker, as his lean fingers clutched up the dead body, and let it fall upon the margin. "Dead!" said the baker, shuddering; "we have done wrong, I told ye so!
Aroint thee, flamhound, to thy penance!" After that ten devils, panting heavily, drop their burdens upon the fiery floor. "What have ye?" asked Lucifer. "We have what a day or two ago were called kings," answered one of the fiendish steeds. Before I had time to ask any question, I heard the blast of brazen trumpets and shouts.
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