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Updated: June 9, 2025
[Greek: (Philôn) perì mèn oun t
It is precisely in Tigre, the country of the Abyssinian dancing mania, where they are found in the greatest numbers, and where they have, in the neighbourhood of Axum, a church of their own, dedicated to their patron saint, Oun Arvel. Here there is an ever-burning lamp, and they contrive to impress a belief that this is kept alight by supernatural means.
I was for her, as she expressed it in her broken French, 'oun Rousso, boun enfant, and nothing more. But I ... I could not live where she was not living; I tore myself away once for all from everything dear to me, from my country even, and followed that woman. You will suppose, perhaps, that she had brains. Not in the least!
"I have, woman!" said Aram, sternly. "Och ye have thin! And did ye not sit and gloat, and eat up your oun heart, an' curse the sun that looked so gay, an' the winged things that played so blithe-like, an' scowl at the rich folk that niver wasted a thought on ye? till me now, your honour, till me!" And the crone curtesied with a mock air of beseeching humility.
"Settled Hoti's business let it be Properly based Oun Gave us the doctrine of the enclitic D Dead from the waist down." Nowadays it is quite different. Our pedantry wants even the saving clause of Enthusiasm. The election is now matter of necessity and not of choice.
"But, miss, hear-rt-hunger has kilt more good min thin belly-hunger ye'll foind th' broth in yon buckut." He joined the half-breed, who waited in silence. At the door he turned and again addressed the girl. "In th' big buckut's ye're oun snack. Ate ut befoor ut gits cowld. Phwin ye're done, wake um up an' make um dhrink some coffee an' all he c'n howld av th' broth.
"So with the throttling hands of death at strife, Ground he at grammar; Still, through the rattle, parts of speech were rife; While he could stammer He settled Hoti's business let it be Properly based Oun Gave us the doctrine of the enclitic De, Dead from the waist down."
Dat ain' no ole hyah dey 're arter; dey 're arter Marster's sheep dat 's what 'tis!" He started off at a rapid gait. We did the same. "Yep, yep! Oun, oun, oun! Err, err, err!" came their voices in full cry. We reached the top of the hill.
I wont to do this neighbourly loike, and let them think thee's gotten awa' o' theeself, but if he cooms oot o' thot parlour awhiles theer't clearing off, he mun' have mercy on his oun boans, for I wean't. If he foinds it oot, soon efther, I'll put 'un on a wrong scent, I warrant 'ee. But if thee keep'st a good hart, thee'lt be at whoam afore they know thee'st gotten off. Coom!
The classical student who, at the time when his schooling ends, is still doing no more than "settling Hoti's business" and "properly basing Oun," is in the position of Browning's "Grammarian," with this vital difference that he probably does not intend to employ his future life in building any superstructure upon the foundations thus laboriously laid.
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