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To bellow more or louder than; to exceed or surpass in bellowing. Bp. Hall." "OUT-BLEAT, v. a. To bleat more than; to exceed in bleating. Bp. Hall." "OUT-BRAG, v. a. To surpass in bragging. Shak." "OUT-BRIBE, v, a. To exceed in bribing. Blair." "OUT-BURN, v. a. To exceed in burning. "OUT-CANT, v. a. To surpass in canting. Pope." "OUT-CHEAT, v. a. To surpass in cheating." "OUT-CURSE, v. a.
The deevil in her maun lie warm, or she'll be neither to haud nor bin'. There's nae doobt she's waur to haud in whan she's in guid condeetion; but she's nane sae like to tak' a body by the sma' o' the back, an' shak the inside oot o' 'im, as she maist did ae day to the herd laddie at the ferm, only he had an auld girth aboot the mids o' 'im for a belt, an' he tuik the less scaith."
"G'wa an' mind your ain bizness," says Sandy, jumpin' up, an' gien himsel' a shak. "The cairt's my nain; I can come doon afen't ony wey I like." The bobby gaed awa' rubbin' his chin. "Dod," he saya to Stumpie Mertin at the corner o' the street "that man Bowden's the queerest jeeger ever I cam across.
I am highly flattered by the news you tell me of Coila. I may say to the fair painter who does me so much honour, as Dr. Ye shak your head, but o' my fegs, Ye've set auld Scota on her legs; Lang had she lien wi' beffs and flegs, Bumbaz'd and dizzie, Her fiddle wanted strings and pegs, Wae's me, poor hizzie. MAUCHLINE, 7th March 1788.
He was Colonel of the Corps of which I was Adjutant, in fact the Gungapur Volunteer Rifles.... By Jove! That explains a lot. John Robin Ross-Ellison!" I was too incredulous to be astounded. It could not be. "Han Sahib, bé shak! Jan Rah-bin-Ras el-Isan Ilderim Dost Mahommed Mir Hafiz Ullah Khan was his name.
"A Tragedy by William Shak " That was enough for me. I understood Tom, and at last I understood myself. I grasped the book from the janitor's hands, rather roughly, I fear, and bade him begone. The happiest period of my life has elapsed since then. I understand that some of my friends profess to believe me queer; but I do not care. I am content.
"What i' the earth's wrang, Sandy," I says, gien him a shak'. "Wh-wh-whaur's the g-grund ceenimin, Bawbie?" says Sandy. "There's a tinkler wife needin' a bawbee's-wirth, an' I've socht the shop heich an' laich for't." "Keep me, Sandy," says I, "is that what's brocht you here? You'll get it in a mustard tin in the pepper drawer. But wha's i' the shop?" "Oo, juist the tinkler wife," says Sandy.
Another thought, over which he chuckled, sent him off to find the sergeant. The soldier was tramping gloomily about in the wet, to the demoralization of his beautiful boots. "Man, since a stormy nicht eight years ago last November I've aye been looking for a bigger weel meaning fule than my ain sel'. You're the man, so if you'll just shak' hands we'll say nae more about it."
Every time Jess paused to think she cried up orders, such as "Dinna call her Tibbie, mind ye. Always address her as Mistress Curly." "Shak' hands wi' baith o' them, an' say ye hope they're in the enjoyment o' guid health." "Dinna put yer feet on the table." "Mind, you're no' to mention 'at ye kent they were in the toon." "When onybody passes ye yer tea say, 'Thank ye."
Pounding the book with terrific energy, as if she wished to knock the stuffing out of it, she announced in thrilling tones: "'HAM A LETTE. By Will y am Shak es peare." "I suppose this is all right," thought the young clerk, a little dismayed at the fierce and sectional enunciation. When Fanny Kemble came to this scene the future Hamlet began to listen more intently.
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