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Hell on your bawling! not a sillable to affright her, or I shall tune your instrument there. Buz. Hele breake the head of my instrument! Why, sir, weomen are not affraid to heare of doings. Hen. Still jarring? Buz. When the whole towne is altogether by th'eares you might give me leave to jar a little my selfe: I have done, sir. Hen. Putt on thy merryest face, Buzzano. Buz.
The buz that greeted her entrance of a drawing-room, was the chief joy she knew; to inhabit her well-dressed body in the presence of other well-dressed bodies, her highest notion of existence. And even upon these hung ever as an abating fog the consciousness of having a husband.
Gyr. Heard you this, sirra? Buz. As sure as I heare you now. Alq. And you'le be sworne 'twas he that so cryde out? Buz. If I were going to be hangd Ide sweare. Clark. Mac. All this is but presumption: if this be all The shott you make against him your bullets stick In a mud wall, or if they meete resistance They backe rebound & fly in your owne face. Med.
Although as they now stand none appear to be of earlier date than the ninth or tenth century, these stories all breathe the very breath of a primitive world. An air of remote pagan antiquity hangs over them, and as we read we seem gradually to realize an Ireland as unlike the one we know now as if, like the magic island of Buz, it had sunk under the waves and been lost.
The clamour of Harlequin, who was covered with glass, papier-machee, lamps and oil, the screams of the ladies, the universal buz of tongues, and the struggle between the frighted crowd which was enclosed to get out, and the curious crowd from the other apartments to get in, occasioned a disturbance and tumult equally noisy and confused.
Henry Minton are continually laden with the most choice offerings to epicures, and the saloon during certain hours of the day, presents the appearance of a bee hive, such is the stir, din, and buz, among the throng of Chesnut street gentlemen, who flock in there to pay tribute at the shrine of bountifulness. Mr.
Don Fernando, too, Hath cut our strength off, taken away our swords Should save our throates. I did preiudicate Too rashly of the English; now we may Yield up the Towne. Sirra, get you up to th'highest Enter Buzzano. Turret, that lookes three leagues into the Sea, And tell us what you can discover there. Buz. Why, I can tell you ere I goe. Hen. What? Buz.
What's done there? have they forsaken the Divell & all his fashions? banishd their Taylors & Tyrewomen? Buz. You had a father & a Brother there; & can you first thinke upon the Divell & his Limetwiggs. Hen. Had, Buzzano? had a father & a Brother there? have I not so, still, Buzzano? Buz. No, sir, your Elder Brother is Hen. What? speake, Buzzano: I imagine, dead. Buz.
No matter what fame sayes, perhaps I know more than she does; & yet, now you talk of valour, they are not comparable to us. Ele. How? Buz. Why, valour is but the courage of a man; courage is, as they say, the spirit of a man; and the spirit of a man is the greatnes, as we call it, of his stomake.
A thought flashed on me. I peered still more intensely into the night. I was now certain. "A sail, broad on the lee bow." The ship was in a buz in a moment. The Captain answered from the quarterdeck "Thank you, Mr Cringle. How shall we steer?" "Keep her away a couple of points, sir, steady."
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