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p. 225 Bandstrings. Strings for fastening his bands or collar which were in the seventeenth century frequently ornamented with tassels, cf. p. 225 yare. Eager; ready; prepared from A.-S. gearo. cf. Measure for Measure, iv, II: 'You shall find me yare'; and The Tempest, i, I: 'Cheerly, my hearts! yare, yare!; also Act v, sc.

It is placed on a peninsula between the River Yare and the sea; the two last lying parallel to one another, and the town in the middle.

Yare," very formally, and go away presently. It hurt Lois more than anything else they could have done. But she bustled about noisily, so that he would not notice it.

Here, master; what cheer? Master. Good, speak to the mariners: fall to't, yarely, or we run ourselves to ground; bestir, bestir! Boatswain. Heigh, my hearts! cheerly, cheerly, my hearts! yare, yare! Take in the topsail. Tend to the master's whistle . . . Down with the topmast! yare! lower, lower! Bring her to try wi' the main course . . . Lay her a-hold, a-hold! Set her two courses.

Little Margaret, sitting by the muddy road, digging her fingers dully into the clover-roots, while she looked at the spot where the wheels had passed, looked at life differently, it may be; or old Joe Yare by the furnace-fire, his black face and gray hair bent over a torn old spelling-book Lois had given him.

"They ain't ever anythin' as hard on the young uns as on the old uns," asserted Captain Phippeny, "because well, because they're young, I guess. That's Chivy's yacht that came in just at sundown, ain't it?" "Yare. They say she's seen dirty weather since she was here last." "Has? Well, you can't stay in harbor allers, and git your livin' at the same time.

And to show how strong she was, she got up and hobbled about to make the tea. He had not the heart to stop her; she did not want to die, why should she? the world was a great, warm, beautiful nest for the little cripple, why need he show her the cold without? He saw her at last go near the door where old Yare sat outside, then heard her breathless cry, and a sob.

He wrote: ‘As soon as the Yare has passed Claxton, it takes a turn to the south, that it may descend more gently into the sea, by which means it makes a sort of little tongue or slip of land, washt on one side by itself, on the other side by the sea.

The darkness seemed to press in upon his eyeballs, blinding him. Suddenly he noticed voices near him. Two men were talking. "I ain't never seen the sea before this, I didn't know it was like this." "We're in the zone, now." "That means we may go down any minute." "Yare." "Christ, how black it is.... It'ld be awful to drown in the dark like this." "It'ld be over soon."

"In two words if so be that such a man can understand me who hath more wine than wit in him in two words, and, a-Mary's name, begone out of this house, where, if ye continue to abide, ye will not only hang yourself, but me also! Faith, then, up foot! be yare, or, by the mass, I may forget that I am in some sort your captain and in some your debtor! Go!"