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...kes his rouse, Keeps wassail, and the swaggering up spring reels; And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, The kettle drum and trumpet thus bra... ... of desperation, Hamlet, Act I, scene iv 21 Without more motive, into every brain That looks so many fathoms to the sea And hears it roar beneath. HA... ...e; And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix’d with baser matter: yes, by heaven! O most pernicious woma... ...y soul, Both to my God and to my gracious king: And I do think, or else this brain of mine Hunts not the trail of policy so sure As it hath used to do... ...LET: Is’t possible? GUILDENSTERN: O, there has been much throwing about of brains. HAMLET: Do the boys carry it away? ROSENCRANTZ: Ay, that they d... ...And fall a cursing, like a very drab, A scullion! Fie upon’t! foh! About, my brain! I have heard That guilty creatures sitting at a play Have by the v...

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...ood-nature. This, in all probabil- ity, was a strongly-build animal, whose brains mostly con- sisted in a capacity for affection. His hair, worn in ai... ...e the law student felt out of humor with himself. Every compartment in his brain which he had thought to find so full of wit was bolted fast; he grew ... ...l the power of a fairy’s wand; those closed compart- ments in the southern brain flew open again; Rastignac’s care- fully drilled faculties returned. ... ...aven, you must face God.” The innumerable thoughts that surged through his brain might be summed up in these phrases. He grew calmer, and recovered so... ...ity of the student’s answer interested the Vicomtesse in him. The southern brain was beginning to scheme for the first time. Between Mme. de Restaud’s... ...knew their love for him so well that he could not help fearing that he was draining their very life- blood. His mother’s letter ran as follows:— “My D... ...outure. “You have a kind mother, sir,” echoed Poiret. “Yes, mamma has been drained dry,” said Vautrin, “and now you can have your fling, go into socie... ... fellow for me.’ You wanted money. Where was it all to come from? You have drained your sisters’ little hoard (all brothers sponge more or less on the... ...loves and a golden tongue commits many a murder; he sheds no blood, but he drains his victim’s veins as surely; a desperado forces open a door with a ...

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...ute before you are one with divine Philosophy . Whereas a single flight of brains will reach and embrace her; give you the savour of T ruth, the right... ...itics. Be wary of him in the heart; especially be wary of the disrelish of brainstuff. You must feed on something. Matter that is not nourishing to br... ...p to constitute nothing but the bodies which are pitched on rubbish heaps. Brainstuff is not lean stuff;—the brainstuff of fiction is internal history... ...dared not animate them, flesh though they were, with the fires of positive brainstuff. He could have done it, and he is of the departed! Had he dared,... ...t surpass- ing the narrative of public deeds as vividly as man’s heart and brain in their union excel his plain lines of action to erup- tion. The eve... ...hat’s the fellow’s name’ he heard close at his ear. Mr. Sullivan Smith had drained a champagne-glass, bottle in hand, and was priming the successor to... ...good. I could become a glutton.’ ‘Do,’ said Tony. ‘I should be ashamed to “drain the bowl” all to myself: a solitary toper is a horrid creature, unles...

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...as clear against all rules 12 The Princess For any man to go: but as his brain Began to mellow, ‘If the king,’ he said, ‘Had given us letters, was h... ...ot they the least of men; For often fineness compensated size: Besides the brain was like the hand, and grew With using; thence the man’s, if more was... ...o made me wise? And learnt? I learnt more from her in a flash, Than in my brainpan were an empty hull, And every Muse tumbled a science in. A thousan... ...ead with eyes Of shining expectation fixt on mine. Then while I dragged my brains for such a song, Cyril, with whom the bell-mouthed glass had wrought... ...its for the clown, The drunkard’s football, laughing-stocks of Time, Whose brains are in their hands and in their heels But fit to flaunt, to dress, t... ... As comes a pillar of electric cloud, Flaying the roofs and sucking up the drains, And shadowing down the champaign till it strikes On a wood, and tak... ...s.’ So said the small king moved beyond his wont. But Ida stood nor spoke, drained of her force By many a varying influence and so long. 59 Tennyson ...

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...That is the way with those who have a world of thoughts in their heart and brain. Men who have so much in them to give out in great works long dreamed... ...y. The poor author lodged in a garret; you can see the place from here. He drained his last resources to live until the first representation; his wife... ...ork, love not merely transfixes his heart, but sends his arrow through the brain, deranges the course of his life, and sets the victim describing the ... ...atrical managers, and keep the most charming scenes in the seraglio of his brain for himself and his friends. Of the public he asks just sufficient to... ...lighted to exercise your power of life and death over the offspring of the brain, that you would be an out-and-out journalist in two months’ time. T o... ...spoiled, polluted, and forgotten, on a pauper’s bier. As for the men whose brains are encompassed with bronze, whose hearts are still warm under the s... ...ith the palsy in your legs?— While your hand can hold a glass, You can drain it to the dregs, With an undiminished zest. Let us laugh, And q...

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...e filled up!’ ‘Filled up!—’ ‘Yes, it would be so much less damp. One might drain it off into the river, and then we should get rid of the fog.’ And sh... ...d I will read to you the innocent part, so as to get the story out of your brain.’ ‘Very well,’ said Gilbert, slowly. ‘Yes, if you will not let papa b... ... not accounted for. She played chess with him, found books, and racked her brains to seek amusements for him; but knowing all the time that it was hop... ...ist a week without John Smith.’ ‘Even so. I want him to lay out a plan for draining the garden. That pond is intolerable. I suspect that all, yourself... ...ure, but do you mean that Edmund Kendal is going to let you and John Smith drain his pond under his very nose, and never find it out? I did not imagin... ... for the first time her eye rested on the lawn, and she beheld the work of drainage. The light glanced in her eye, the colour rose on her cheek, and s... ...ittle fellow towards her. That scratched arm of hers has spared your small brains from more than you guess.’ Sophy’s first impulse was to hide her fac... ... Elwood—’ and she was 244 Yo n g e absorbed in the register-office in her brain, when Mr. Kendal continued— ‘This is quite unexpected. I could not ha... ...not only stood three months’ absence, but had so much elevated his shatter-brained though frank and honest temperament, that Albinia conceived a high ...

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...did meet Mine tremblingly; thy dark eyes threw Their soft persuasion on my brain, Charming away its dream of pain. 5. 5. 5. 5. 5. We are not happy, sw... ... the coming of death is a fearful blow _15 To a brain unencompassed with nerves of steel; When all that we know, or feel, o... ...thin those snowy fingers T each witchcraft to the instrumental strings. My brain is wild, my breath comes quick— _25 The bl... ...ey). Silver key of the fountain of tears, Where the spirit drinks till the brain is wild; Softest grave of a thousand fears, Where their mother, Care,... ...—for thou canst outweep the crocodile— By thy false tears—those millstones braining men— 14. 14. 14. 14. 14. By all the hate which checks a father’s l... ... _5 From the cradle to the grave, Those ungrateful drones who would Drain your sweat—nay, drink your blood? 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. Wherefore, Bees of E... ..., And cherry-blossoms, and white cups, whose wine W as the bright dew, yet drained not by the day; _20 And wild roses, and ivy se... ...thered up, Which grew by the brink of a silver lake, When the hot noon has drained its dewy cup, _15 And mist there was none ...

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...cher McGee SHE took my strength by minutes, She took my life by hours, She drained me like a fevered moon That saps the spinning world. The days went ... ... getting more, With a medley of horns, bassoons and piccolos Stirred in my brain by crows and robins And the creak of a wind-mill—only these? And I ne... ...ng about the yard, To the day of the block? Save that a man has an angel’s brain, And sees the ax from the first! 48 Spoon River Anthology John M. Ch... ... a joke of cosmic size: The urge of nature that made a man Evolve from his brain a spiritual life— Oh miracle of the world!— The very same brain with ... ...pered by the store. It wasn’t true. The truth was this: I did not have the brains. Tom Beatty I WA S a lawyer like Harmon Whitney Or Kinsey Keene or G... ...d to him over and over, “Go away, Elmer, go far away, I have maddened your brain with the gift of my body: Y ou will do some terrible thing.” And just... ...cheming, hungry, singing psalms, Devour our substance, wreck our banks and drain Our little hoards for hazards on the price Of wheat or pork, or yet t...

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... rock and several big fossil bones, and above that hangs the portrait of a brainy gentleman, sliced in half and displaying an interior of intricate de... ...nd disorderly appearance. He took steps towards the diversion of our house drain under the influence of the Sewage Utilisation Society; but happily he... ...happened. I can see him still, his peculiar tenor voice still echoes in my brain, shouting his opinion of intensive culture for all the world to hear,... ...n Bromstead won’t be able to skin you at suchlike games. You and I are the brainy unstable kind, topside or nothing. And if ever those blithering hous... ...nto existence, and with much hesitation and penny-wise economy inaugurated drainage works. Rates be- came a common topic, a fact of accumulating impor... ... the first; the second railway with its station at Bromstead North and the drainage followed when I was ten or eleven, and all my childish memories ar... ...heelbarrows and builders’ sheds, of rivulets overtaken and swallowed up by drain-pipes. Big trees, and especially elms, cleared of under- growth and l... ...self. It was a wonderful web he spun out of that queer big active childish brain that had never lusted nor hated nor grieved nor feared nor passionate... ...n spite of the outrageous capering of some very primitive ele- ments in my brain, when she came up to me, under a trans- parent pretext of looking for...

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... to direct himself—and carrying out a plan for the extensive and efficient draining of the low meadowlands.’ ‘That’s my brave boy!—and Fergus, what ha... ...en the death- blow to my hopes. It was with an agitated, burning heart and brain that I hur- ried homewards, regardless of that scorching noonday sun—... ...s, I would not believe them, for I knew her better than they. Meantime, my brain was on fire with indignation, and my heart seemed ready to burst from... ... apology—I could endure their com- pany no longer. I rushed out to cool my brain in the balmy evening air, and to compose my mind or indulge my passio... ... look after the farm, though that would serve as my excuse, but to cool my brain, and regain, if possible, a sufficient degree of compo- sure to meet ... ...d bitten my tongue in two, and expected to see the place plastered with my brains; and when I put my hand to my head, and found my skull not broken, I... ...n towards it, by a significant wink; and, on turning my head, I saw it was drained to the bottom. He made me a sign to replenish, and quietly pushed u... ...beyond me— lonely wanderer as I am. Where I have but sipped and tasted, he drains the cup to the dregs; and if ever for a moment I have sought to drow... ...l as if you were certain of success, and as keen and cruel as if you would drain her heart’s blood! But if I were you, I wouldn’t beat her, for very f...

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...e killed soonest and oftenest; the finer hand, the quicker eye, the bigger brain, the better bal- anced body prevailed; age by age, the implements wer... ...lanations of everything barred his path; but he specu- lated with a better brain, sat idle and gazed at circling stars in the sky and mused upon the c... ...It was Gilbert, Queen Elizabeth’s court physi- cian, who first puzzled his brains with rubbed amber and bits of glass and silk and shellac, and so beg... ...laid carnivo- rous ghost, in the human imagination—it bored into the human brain like some grisly parasite and filled it with dis- ordered thoughts an... ...ier war, the Central European generalship was striking at the eyes and the brain. And while, with a certain diffident hesitation, he developed his gam... ... shift or break unexpectedly into new regions, great fragments of earth or drain or masonry suddenly caught by a jet of disruptive force might come fl...

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...truck him down, with a fractured skull. But the deed was done in undoubted brain fever. That was quite established, and for ten days after he was desp... ...ereto by his friend. Who would have thought there was so much depth in his brain? He ended by saying, “Eustace takes kindly to his new position, and i... ... workmen, and just keeping alive by making common garden pots and pans and drain-tiles. Most people who could had sold out of it, thanking the Lim- it... ...eart, and rejoiced to hear Harold begging for the names of recent books on drainage, and consulting our friend upon the means of dealing with a certai... ...riments on the substrata and the waterfall, on which to base his plans for drainage according to the books Lord Erymanth had lent him. After the secon... ...gious fatalism, that it was absolutely profane to think that cleansing and drain- age would amend them; and she adduced texts which poor uninstructed ... ...xplained that he had merely driven over a precipice in the dark, and had a brain fever afterwards; all I could see was that, though not perfectly sati... ...d. “Sir James wants him to meet some friends, who will be glad to pick his brains about New South Wales. Hallo, Harry! I congratulate you. You’ve achi... ... work out his thought; fragments of machines, the toys of his constructive brain, among which the travellers found him sitting like a masculine versio...

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...ling a pistol at her head! If God, my friends, had put the thought into my brain that night!” A flush had deadened Corte’s face to the hue of night- s... ...than that the ex- treme vivacity of the blood exceeds at times that of the brain. A curious frown of half-amused astonishment hung on the signorina’s ... ...of their nonsense. “Camilla is the bride of Camillo. I give to her all the brains, which is a modern idea, quite! He does all the mischief, which is p... ...ght,” said Carlo. “You are a boy.” “I have studied war.” “In books.” “With brains, Colonel Corte.” “War is a matter of blows, my little lad.” “Let me ... ... told Luigi to enter. He sent a glance behind him; he had evi- dently been drained of his sprightliness in a second; he moved in with the slackness of... ...ling on the expedition, and on his return from it, and so getting hand and brain and soul service out of him. He expected no such a report of Vittoria... ...rocks undoubted. She saw that a frenzy had seized him. He looked with eyes drained of human objects; standing square, with stiff half- dropped arms, a... ...contempt of their intellects, thus: “A great voice is an ocean. You cannot drain it with forty dozen opera-hats. It is some- thing found—an addition t...

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... ho- tel bill, losses at billiards and cards to Captain Crawley had almost drained the young man’s purse, which wanted replen- ishing before he set ou... ...ce and patronizing way, as if the pekin of an attorney, who had thrice his brains, fifty times his money , and a thousand times his experience, was a ... ... said nothing in reply to a remark of Crawley’s, did not hear it even, his brain was so throbbing with triumph and excitement, and allowed them to go ... ...eciate them indeed; and hardly needed any of his cousin’s encouragement in draining off the second bottle supplied by Mr. Bowls. When the time for cof... ...safe. The doctors who attended her, and had feared for her life or for her brain, had waited anxiously for this crisis before they could pronounce tha... ...umble husband of the occupier of the dingy throne. I have seen men of good brains and breeding, and of good hopes and vigour once, who feasted squires... ...col- lections of boyhood and innocence might have been flitting across his brain? What pangs of dim remorse and doubt and shame? “Y our sisters must b... ...r. Rawdon listened with sympathy to his senior’s prospects of planting and draining, gave his advice about the stables and cattle, rode over to Mudbur... ...et had never seen anything more noble. They stopped up the ends of certain drains in the barn, into the other openings of which ferrets were inserted,...

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...ry dark pursuit allied T o curious and presumptuous pride; Till with fired brain and nerves o’erstrung, And heart with mystic horrors wrung, Desperate... ...hade, A parting step or two he made; Then, as some thought had crossed his brain He paused, and turned. and came again. 71 Sir Walter Scott XIX. ‘Hea... ... and hill. XXII. Song. They bid me sleep, they bid me pray, They say my brain is warped and wrung— I cannot sleep on Highland brae, I cannot pra... ...el she is now at large, But oft she ‘scapes from Maudlin’s charge.— Hence, brain-sick fool! ‘—He raised his bow:— ‘Now, if thou strik’st her but one b... ...ot tell thee when ‘t was shred, Nor from what guiltless victim’s head,— My brain would turn!—but it shall wave Like plumage on thy helmet brave, Till ... ...y tide, The gushing flood the tartars dyed. Fierce Roderick felt the fatal drain, And showered his blows like wintry rain; 87 Sir Walter Scott And, a... ...ble’s massive board, Flooded with wine, with fragments stored, And beakers drained, and cups o’erthrown, Showed in what sport the night had flown. Som... ...low), still overhang the entrance to the glen. Glen Luss is another valley draining into the lake, a few miles from Glen Fruin, and Ross-dhu is on the... ...guard- ian. 583. Strath-Endrick. A valley to the southeast of Loch Lomond, drained by Endrick Water. 584. Peril aught. Incur any peril. Milton uses th...

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...a species of arthimetical despera tion, he was alternately cudgelling his brains and his don key, when passing the workhouse, his eyes encountered t... ...him to death, in a playful mood, some day after dinner, or would knock his brains out with an iron bar; both pastimes being, as is pretty generally kn... ...e made the thundering old jail so silent, that I could almost have beat my brains out against the iron plates of the door.’ ‘Poor fellow!’ said Nancy,... ...glass with spirits, and drank off its contents. Mr. Sikes did the same. ‘A drain for the boy,’ said Toby, half filling a wine glass. ‘Down with it, in... ...age, and draw ing the pistol from his pocket; ‘Get up, or I’ll strew your brains upon the grass.’ ‘Oh! for God’s sake let me go!’ cried Oliver; ‘let ... ...n accord: one or the other. Look sharp with the light, or I shall knock my brains out against something in this confounded hole.’ Fagin stealthily des... ...fever coming on; that’s it.’ Fortifying himself with this assurance, Sikes drained the glass to the bottom, and then, with many grumbling oaths, calle...

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...e can carve out the fleshy pillars of the heart or the pineal gland in the brain. It is deep in our inheritance. As deep as hunger. And just as we hav... ... of that riddle. Was the jungle just an aimless pool of life that man must drain and clear away? Or is it to have a use in the greater life of our rac... ...tail, a conscious maker of neat sayings, a growing belly under a dwindling brain. Their gladness is drink or gratified vanity or gratified malice, the... ...le you were getting yourself alone, as you call it, wearing my poor little brains out to think of some story to tell people. I had to stuff them up yo... ...irits. Against the wall in one cor- ner was a slab of wood rather like the draining board in a scullery, and on this the guests were expected to sleep... ...an’s stall, found him standing with his child in his arms and blew out his brains. He blundered against a passer-by in the road and shot him. Those ar... ..., the world of the bent woman, the world of the flea and the fly, the open drain and the baying dog. This is what the British sen- 169 H G Wells time... ...nda. He stuck the more grimly to his Research to drown that beating in his brain. Emancipation from all these personal things he held now to be a mere...

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...with groceries and mov- ies. Always figured somebody’d come along with the brains to not leave education to a lot of bookworms and imprac- tical theor... ... then I know I think just the opposite. You may not regard me as any great brain-shark, but believe me, I’m a regular college president, compared with... ...childish. He played. He shaved a swath down the calf of one plump leg. The drain-pipe was dripping, a dulcet and lively song: drippety drip drip dribb... ...een stuffed with clay; his body was bursting, his throat was bursting, his brain was hot mud; and only with agony did he continue to smile and shout a... ...ll perpetrators of masculine wiles. She stared at him, the joy of festival drained from her face. “Do I bother you when we go on vacations? Don’t I ad... ...nd ten thousand last year, were urging on nerve-yelping bodies and parched brains so that they might make twenty thousand this year; and the men who h... ... I realize I don’t appreciate how profoundly you think and what a splendid brain and vocabulary you have. Just— splendid.” But Verona was irritating. ... ...him in Overbrook’s timorousness, the blankness of the other guests, or the drained stupid- ity of Mrs. Overbrook, with her spectacles, drab skin, and ... ...?” She swooped on him, sat on the arm of his chair. He hated the emotional drain of having to appear fond of her. He stroked her hand, smiled up at he...

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...I’d protect you—” His arm slid behind her shoulders. The insinuating music drained her independence. She said mournfully, “Would you 12 Main Street t... ...n Gopher Prairie. I have only one good quality— overwhelming belief in the brains and hearts of our na- tion, our state, our town. It’s so strong that... ... To the village doctor’s wife it was taboo. She was a woman with a working brain and no work. There were only three things which she could do: Have ch... ...far as I can make out, the only people in this man’s town that do have any brains—I don’t mean ledger-keeping brains or duck-hunting brains or baby-sp... ...I don’t mean ledger-keeping brains or duck-hunting brains or baby-spanking brains, but real imaginative brains—are you and me and Guy Pollock and the ... ...ice,” having a beautiful love story and a fine ap- preciation of a woman’s brains, which a woman’s club, even those who did not care to commit themsel... ...ther to put alcohol or patent non-freezing liquid into the radiator, or to drain out the water entirely. “Or no, then I wouldn’t want to take her out ... ...st take a few pails of water—still, if it turned cold on me again before I drained it— Course there’s some people that put in kerosene, but they say i... ...the King’s Daughters. She exploded into self-confidence and happiness; her draining thoughts were by marriage turned into energy. She became daily and...

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...ife would have done; for there the imaginations of young girls run riot. A brain crammed with knowledge that was neither digested nor classed governed... ...t feel and judge at one and the same time? Able for all things through her brain, ought her course to be circumscribed by the limita- tions of other w... ... place gives him, is not that enough? Ah! I am no more loved by that great brain than I was by the musician, by the poet, by the soldier! Sterne is ri... ...den of his ennui. Alas! my love is not real enough, perhaps, to soothe his brain; I don’t intoxi- cate him! Make him drunk at dinner to-night and I sh... ...nd yet soft inward movements; his throat was tight, his heart swelled, his brain was full, a fever possessed him. He tried to walk slowly, but some su... ...alities, with their viscous lips glued to the glasses which they could not drain. “Well, my dear,” said Maxime, “you are not mistaken; yes, I have com...