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Updated: June 27, 2025
"Keek into the draw-well, Janet, Janet, Then ye'll see your bonny sell, My joe Janet." "So ye're no thinking to let us in, Mr Halliday? Weel, weel; gude e'en to you ye hae seen the last o' me, and o' this bonny die too," said Jenny, holding between her finger and thumb a splendid silver dollar. "Give him gold, give him gold," whispered the agitated young lady.
D'you like all that frilly, bunchy stuff at the throat? I don't. She. Don't you? Kind Sir, o' your courtesy, As you go by the town, Sir, 'Pray you o' your love for me, Buy me a russet gown, Sir. He. I won't say: 'Keek into the draw-well, Janet, Janet. Only wait a little, darling, and you shall be stocked with russet gowns and everything else. She.
I had just scolded severely my Lord High Chancellor for coming to breakfast without combing his eyebrows, and was so sad and regretful at having hurt the poor man's feelings that I decided to shut myself up in my own room and study the scroll until I knew how to be good hee, heek, keek, eek, eek! to be good! Clever idea, that, wasn't it? Mighty clever!
If the words were half nonsense, the feeling was not the less real. Such as they were, they came almost of themselves, and the tune came with them. Rose o' my hert, Open yer leaves to the lampin' mune; Into the curls lat her keek an' dert; She'll tak' the colour but gi'e ye tune.
"You scull where I tell you slow I look in glass see sponge take up pole you stop still then you scull where pole go you work good or I keek you." "Pedro, if you ever keek me, you'll go overboard queek and don't you forget it." The sponger lay at anchor on the sponging ground for nearly a week before the water was clear enough for work.
All at once the voice of Miss Grant sounded in my ears as from a distance. "Here, Shaws!" she cried, "keek out of the window and see what I have broughten you." I think it was the prettiest sight that ever I beheld.
And the big looking-glass, that the old lady used to keek into and admire herself from head to heel, now that there was na mair o' that wark, was put out of the way, and stood against the wall in my room, for there was shiftin' o' many things in her chamber ye may suppose, when she came to be coffined.
This last was addressed to Prince Inga, whom he chucked familiarly under the chin, to the boy's great embarrassment. "Why do you not ride a horse?" asked King Kitticut. "I can't climb upon his back, being rather stout; that's why. Kee, kee, keek, eek! rather stout hoo, hoo, hoo!"
I thought, at first, it would be fine to have a talking goat, with whom I could converse as I rode about my city on his back; but keek-eek-eek-eek! the rascal treats me as if I were a chimney sweep instead of a King. Heh, heh, heh, keek, eek! A chimney sweep-hoo, hoo, hoo! and me a King! Funny, isn't it?"
'Gang to the ga'le o' the hoose there, Shargar, and jist keek roon' the neuk at me; and gin I whustle upo' ye, come up as quaiet 's ye can. Gin I dinna, bide till I come to ye. Robert opened the door cautiously.
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