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Updated: May 6, 2025
Bous' barrow in Bohusland, Balder's haven, Balder's well, are named as local attestations of the legend, which is in a late form, as it seems. But Wuldor's bone vessel is an old bit of genuine tradition mangled. It would cross the sea as well as a ship could, by virtue of certain spells marked on it.
Be, be, be, bous, bous, bous. Look to the needle of your compass, I beseech you, good Sir Astrophil, and tell us, if you can, whence comes this storm. My heart's sunk down below my midriff. By my troth, I am in a sad fright, bou, bou, bou, bous, bous, I am lost for ever. I conskite myself for mere madness and fear. Bou, bou, bou, bou, Otto to to to to ti. Bou, bou, bou, ou, ou, ou, bou, bou, bous.
Panurge the calf, Panurge the whiner, Panurge the brayer, would it not become thee much better to lend us here a helping hand than to lie lowing like a cow, as thou dost, sitting on thy stones like a bald-breeched baboon? Be, be, be, bous, bous, bous, returned Panurge; Friar John, my friend, my good father, I am drowning, my dear friend! I drown!
I, Bous Stephanoumenos, bullockbefriending bard, am lord and giver of their life. He encircled his gadding hair with a coronal of vineleaves, smiling at Vincent. That answer and those leaves, Vincent said to him, will adorn you more fitly when something more, and greatly more, than a capful of light odes can call your genius father. All who wish you well hope this for you.
The hulk of death became a beach café within easy reach of the casa del bòus, the barn where the oxen for beaching and launching the boats were kept, and at the very place where the fish was brought ashore and where some one was always around. The women folks of the Cabañal began to rub their eyes. That Tona was the Devil himself! See what an eye she had for business!
Hello, Stephanos! Here comes The Dedalus! Ao!... Eh, give it over, Dwyer, I'm telling you, or I'll give you a stuff in the kisser for yourself... Ao! Good man, Towser! Duck him! Come along, Dedalus! Bous Stephanoumenos! Bous Stephaneforos! Duck him! Guzzle him now, Towser! Help! Help!... Ao! He recognized their speech collectively before he distinguished their faces.
In this way we possess evidence of the development of pastoral life at that remote epoch in the unalterably fixed names of domestic animals; the Sanscrit -gaus- is the Latin -bos-, the Greek bous ; Sanscrit -avis- is the Latin -ovis-, Greek ois ; Sanscrit -asvas-, Latin -equus-, Greek ippos ; Sanscrit -hansas-, Latin -anser-, Greek chein ; Sanscrit -atis-, Latin -anas-, Greek neissa ; in like manner -pecus-, -sus-, -porcus-, -taurus-, -canis-, are Sanscrit words.
Don't tell them he was nine years old when it was quenched. And from her arms. Wait to be wooed and won. Ay, meacock. Who will woo you? Read the skies. Autontimorumenos. Bous Stephanoumenos. Where's your configuration? Stephen, Stephen, cut the bread even. S. D: sua donna. Gi
And when, the evening before the blessing of the vessel, she was dragged down to the water's edge in front of the casa del bòus, the beautiful mysterious name could be read on the inside of her stern sheets, painted in letters of fetching blue. The next afternoon, the cabin section of the Cabañal was in festive mood. Occasions like that were few indeed!
The casa del bòus, where the launching oxen were idly chewing their cud, rose with its red roof and its blue trimmings, over long lines of boats drawn up on shore to make a sort of nomad city with streets and cross roads, much like a Greek encampment of the Heroic Age, when the triremes were used for entrenchments.
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