"Deary" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... the crock set open on the table. Jennings, mad as Darius's horse at the sight of the object he so longed for, once thought of rushing from his hiding-place, taking the hoard by a coup de main, and running off straightway to America: but—deary me—that'll never do; I mustn't leave my own strong-box behind me, say nothing of hat and shoes: and if I stop for any thing, she'd raise ...
— The Complete Prose Works of Martin Farquhar Tupper • Martin Farquhar Tupper
... I vow he sat him fairly! And he had gowd to spen' and spare, And a hert as true as ony; But his luik was doon, his sigh was sair, For Lizzie was sae bonny! O Lizzie, Lizzie, bonny hizzy! Aih, the sunlicht weary! Ye're straucht and rare—ye're fause though fair!— Hech, auld John Armstrong's deary! ...
— Poetical Works of George MacDonald, Vol. 2 • George MacDonald
... deary me!" said a voice from close at hand, "I'm very sick and tired of it all. I wish he'd be content with ...
— Cutlass and Cudgel • George Manville Fenn
... lady!' said Mrs. Green, with suspended floods of water in her eyes. 'I love the child better than I shall love all them that's coming put together; for he's been a good boy to his mother ever since twelve weeks afore he was born! 'Twas he, a tender deary, that made Anthony marry me, and thereby turned hisself from a little calamity to a little blessing! For, as you know, the man were a backward man in the church part o' matrimony, my lady; though he'll do anything when he's forced a bit by his manly feelings. And ...
— Two on a Tower • Thomas Hardy
... is yours, deary. If you're satisfied, I am.' And Kate walked into the kitchen, and when she had finished her dinner she went upstairs to see Ralph, whom Mrs. Ede declared to be much better. On passing the workroom the door opened suddenly and the bright faces ...
— A Mummer's Wife • George Moore
... "Why, deary, it's just a day to spend with God and get to enjoy His company," she said. "Let me read you this verse in Isaiah: 'Blessed'—that means, 'O the happiness of': I'll read it so—'O the happiness of the man that doeth this, and the son of man that layeth hold on it; that keepeth ...
— Cloudy Jewel • Grace Livingston Hill
... your part! Gin ye be the steed that wins my deary, Wi' corn and hay ye'se be fed for aye, And never spur sall ...
— A Collection of Ballads • Andrew Lang
... 'Deary me, now she is going to preach,' thought Patty; but she rather liked Aunt Pen's preachments, for a good deal of fun got mixed up with the moralising; and she was so good herself that children could never say in their naughty ...
— Aunt Jo's Scrap-Bag • Louisa M. Alcott
... th' bold Congressman, his face livid with emotion, was heard to remark with a sob: 'I was on'y about to say I second th' motion, deary.' Th' bill was carried without a dissintin' voice, an' rushed over to th' Sinit. There it was opposed be Jeff Davis but afther a brief dialogue with th' leader iv th' suffrageites, he swooned away. Th' ...
— Mr. Dooley Says • Finley Dunne
... what yo get a bad noshun o' Yorkshire folk fro Miss Emily's bukes—soa I'm towd. Bit there's rough doins on t' moors soomtimes, I'll uphowd yo! An Miss Emily had eyes like gimlets—they seed reet through a body. Deary me,' she cried, the fountain of gossip opening more and more, 'to think I should ha known 'em in pinafores, Mr. Patrick ...
— The History of David Grieve • Mrs. Humphry Ward
... more!" said Shepherd. "T' mystery shall be cleared up. Deary me! An' to think 'at I've walked past yon theer pit many a dozen times within this last few o' months, and nivver dreamed 'at theer wor owt in it but watter! Howivver, gentlemen, ye can put yer minds ...
— The Talleyrand Maxim • J. S. Fletcher
... my snowball tablecloth and two towels. 'Rastus's wife won't ever care for them with her fine Paris things. But we won't give away the silver, nor the old pewter flagon, nor the basin and cups. They've the crown mark on them, 1710 for a date. Deary me, they'll outlast us," and she ...
— A Little Girl of Long Ago • Amanda Millie Douglas
... awake! Well, I told Mr. Clerron he might come in, though I thought you wouldn't be. Slept well this morning, didn't you, deary, to make ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 5, No. 30, April, 1860 • Various
... crouching foe, Till, ere his hand can sound the alarum-bell, He sinks beneath the unexpected blow; Before the whiskers of Grimalkin fell, When slumb'ring on her post, the mouse may go,— But woman, wakeful woman, 's never weary, —Above all, when she waits to thump her deary. ...
— The Humourous Poetry of the English Language • James Parton
... new blanket I bought at Christmas for your bed, Jacob, and I will take off her wet clothes and wrap her in it, and warm her pretty little feet. Don't cry, deary, don't cry!" for the child, not knowing what was going to happen, had now for the first time begun ...
— Won from the Waves • W.H.G. Kingston
... dear," the old lady said apologetically, waking with a start; "I'm not very well, and, deary, I woke unusually early this morning, and have been stirring ...
— Elsie's Girlhood • Martha Finley
... Joe," cried Polly, in alarm. "I've only red paper enough to go on the broken one, so if anything happens to the other one, deary me! I don't know whatever in the world we could do. Now run and get the cup of paste in the woodshed, and in the shake of a lobster's whisker I'll have it all ...
— The Adventures of Joel Pepper • Margaret Sidney
... No longer Deary, Ducky, and Love, I soon came down to simple "M!" The very servants cross'd my wish, My Susan let me down to them. The poker hardly seem'd my own, I might as well have been a log— What d'ye think of that, my Cat? What d'ye think of ...
— The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood • Thomas Hood
... about the dance, do you, deary?" said Mrs. Barber, as the gentle young hands settled ...
— Poor, Dear Margaret Kirby and Other Stories • Kathleen Norris
... mice went out one day Among the scented clover; They wandered up and down the lane, They roamed the meadow over. "Oh, deary me!" said Mrs. Mouse, "I wish I had ...
— Our Young Folks at Home and Abroad • Various
... struck with the same terror in this house of yours, sir. I've seen the most amazing things! Oh deary me, master, I'm just clean ...
— Amphitryo, Asinaria, Aulularia, Bacchides, Captivi • Plautus Titus Maccius
... cabin Alice Endicott slowly opened her eyes. They swept the room wildly and fixed upon Jennie's face with a look of horror. "There, deary, you're all right now," Jennie patted her cheek reassuringly: "You're all right," she repeated. "Don't you remember me—Jennie Dodds, that was? ...
— Prairie Flowers • James B. Hendryx
... mind, dear, I think I'll sleep with you." After a moment of deep reflection she added plaintively: "There is so much that I just have to tell you, deary. ...
— The Husbands of Edith • George Barr McCutcheon
... bless your beautiful face, darlin'!" shrilled Mrs. Jones, quite beside herself with delight. "The Cock and 'Ens, deary—that's the place. And the quart bottles are the best; one gets more comfort out of them, and they're the cheapest ...
— The Princess Priscilla's Fortnight • Elizabeth von Arnim
... and if he tries any of his games on you, Ernestine will look after you." She took his head between her two hands and kissed his forehead affectionately, ignoring Mealy Benoit's angry protests. "He's a dear little chap: I like him," she said to the company at large. "What's your name, deary?" ...
— Fantomas • Pierre Souvestre
... "You deary-dear!" crooned Prudence, with her withered arms about the strong, young frame of the girl, drawing her close. "I know you've suffered this night. That mad girl was enough to put us all out o' kilter. But don't let any thought of her bother you, Ida ...
— Sheila of Big Wreck Cove - A Story of Cape Cod • James A. Cooper
... "Don't I deary? Have I been through it all, but it seems as if I had passed through suffering into peace, but never mind Mother Graham's past troubles, let me tell you about ...
— Sowing and Reaping • Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
... doesn't seem to get any new light that way, and Up-Hill is not doing well without him. Fold and farm are needing the master's eye and hand; and it will be a poor lambing season for us, I think, wanting Steve. And, deary me, Charlotte, one word from you ...
— The Squire of Sandal-Side - A Pastoral Romance • Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
... "Deary me! it's a change of times now! Lord knows what rubbish I am carting here, come from nobody guesses where! They fill me with small deer, these negroes, Bedouin Arabs, swashbucklers, adventurers from every land, and ragged settlers who poison me with their pipes, and all jabbering ...
— Tartarin of Tarascon • Alphonse Daudet
... "Deary me, m'm," responded the ingenuous Harris, "I didn't see him, not more than any of the others; he just comed to t' window of t' servants' hall, as we were having our breakfasts, and he told us all at once. He was that full of ...
— The Shadow of the Rope • E. W. Hornung
... grandad's still alive. Deary me! deary me! Although he always had a sort of spite at me for being as I am," added the ...
— Two Little Travellers - A Story for Girls • Frances Browne Arthur
... been use to take care of things"—("Take care, Mrs. Plumridge")—"Well now! 'owever did that slip through my fingers now? Tst! tst! tst! There must have been a bit of butter on the hunder side I think. Eh! deary dear! Ah—! Oh—!" Pause—Solo recitative—"Eh, dear! If my poor 'usband was but alive, I shouldn't be wanting now! I Ope I give you satisfaction, Mrs. Hewin. If I'm poor, I'm honest. I ope I give satisfaction in ...
— Juliana Horatia Ewing And Her Books • Horatia K. F. Eden
... the fairy sympathetically, 'deary, deary me! So he called you that, did he?—"a little prig"! And you, too! Ah, the world's coming to a pretty pass! I suppose, now, your papa and the rest of them have got it into their heads that you are too young and too inexperienced to set up ...
— The Talking Horse - And Other Tales • F. Anstey
... "Well, deary, what shall I tell you about? I must keep on knitting, for Hollis must have these stockings at Christmas, so he can tell folks in New York that his old grandmarm most a hundred knit them for him all herself. Nobody helped her, she did it all herself. She did it with her ...
— Miss Prudence - A Story of Two Girls' Lives. • Jennie Maria (Drinkwater) Conklin
... headache! It is t-o-o bad, so it is," she continued in the same soothing, winning way, caressing his brow with her tiny hands. "It's a horrid shame, so it is! P-o-o-r pa. Where does it ache, papa-sy, dear? In the forehead? Cerebrum or cerebellum, papa-sy? Occiput or sinciput, deary?" ...
— Little Classics, Volume 8 (of 18) - Mystery • Various
... cry all you want to, deary. Right here on Mother Paisley's shoulder. Crying will do you good. It is the Good Lord's way of giving us women an outlet for all our troubles. When the last tear is squeezed out much of the ...
— Ruth Fielding Down East - Or, The Hermit of Beach Plum Point • Alice B. Emerson
... in a way," commented the King. "The sword does make things beautiful. It has made the whole world romantic by now. And to think people once thought me a buffoon for suggesting a romantic Notting Hill. Deary me, deary me! (I think that is the expression)—it seems like ...
— The Napoleon of Notting Hill • Gilbert K. Chesterton
... deary, it is like a fairy tale, I do assure you, and you will see finer things than most children will tonight. Steady, now, and do just as I tell you, and don't say one word whatever you see," answered Nursey, quite quivering ...
— The Louisa Alcott Reader - A Supplementary Reader for the Fourth Year of School • Louisa M. Alcott
... nothing to sadden me, why, I'm not at all sure that I love you enough to pass the balance of the day in your companionship—only that when you are away I desire to know where you are and what you do, and with whom you walk and talk and laugh. Deary me! deary me! I know not what I want, Carus. Let us go to the Blue Fox and drink a dish ...
— The Reckoning • Robert W. Chambers
... for nothing," she went on, her form heaving and falling in quick pants, her face flushed, her full red lips parted, and a fine dew of perspiration on her skin. "Well—why don't you speak, deary?" ...
— Jude the Obscure • Thomas Hardy
... began to fall. Late in the afternoon I saw Antonia driving her cattle homeward across the hill. The snow was flying round her and she bent to face it, looking more lonesome-like to me than usual. "Deary me," I says to myself, "the girl's stayed out too late. It'll be dark before she gets them cattle put into the corral." I seemed to sense she'd been feeling too miserable to ...
— My Antonia • Willa Cather
... what would my lord say if he were down! And they are so beautiful! they will look so fine! Deary me, how they sparkle! But you will wear much finer when ...
— Alice, or The Mysteries, Complete • Edward Bulwer-Lytton
... diddleums, Golly, is! We all miss you so much, deary, though we don't miss so many little things as when you were here. My dear, conscientious, unselfish little girl! You don't say where John Gale is. Is he still protecting you—he-he!—you giddy, naughty thing! People wonder on the island why I let you go alone ...
— New Burlesques • Bret Harte
... "Deary me!" cried the new teacher, depositing the two littlest ones on the floor, "it's half-past four! We must close school ...
— Virginia of Elk Creek Valley • Mary Ellen Chase
... hand in mine, "I'm afraid, my deary, that I must have shocked you by all the wicked things I've been sayin' about the dead, and such like, for weeks past, but I didn't mean them, and I want ye to remember that when I'm gone. We aud folks that be daffled, and with one foot abaft ...
— Dracula • Bram Stoker
... "Deary-me! She's very young; but all the young gells are doin' something these days. I've got a niece in munitions-makin' a pretty penny she is. I've been meanin' to tell you—I don't come to church now; since my son was killed, I don't seem to ...
— Forsyte Saga • John Galsworthy
... Maisenta. "Eh, deary me! Mine head to a pod of peas, but that's a hearing! And what time get ...
— A Forgotten Hero - Not for Him • Emily Sarah Holt
... Oh, you modest maiden! Fairy princess. [LYUBOV GORDEYEVNA goes out] Well, really, wasn't some one there with her? [Looks into the corner] But I'm a silly old woman, I suspected some one! [Lights the candles] Oh, deary me, some trouble will be sure to come in my old age. [EGORUSHKA enters] Go along, Egorushka, and call the girls in from the neighbors; tell them Pelageya Egorovna told you to invite them to come and ...
— Plays • Alexander Ostrovsky
... count every hour of this little absence for a day!—'There's for you! Let me repeat it'—I count every hour of this little absence for a day!—'Mind, too, the wit of the good man! One may see love is a new thing to him. Here is a very tedious time gone since he saw his deary; no less than, according to his amorous calculation, a dozen days and nights, at least! and yet, TEDIOUS as it is, it is but a LITTLE ABSENCE. Well said, my good, accurate, and consistent brother!—But ...
— Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded • Samuel Richardson
... to give me a lift as far as Brigslade, and then I can walk the rest," said the sturdy old woman, "so good-day to you, ma'am, and, oh deary me, but I do hope there may be better news to hear when I come back on Friday," and with a cordial shake of the hand from Grandmamma, Barbara turned to go. But just then there came at the door a whining and scratching which made the old lady ...
— "Us" - An Old Fashioned Story • Mary Louisa S. Molesworth
... the old man, "and you're all growing up such fine young ladies. Deary me, Mary, but they must ...
— Young Lives • Richard Le Gallienne
... it would, said my grandfather; 'I often lie in bed at nights and think of it, when the winds and the waves are raging. I call to mind that verse where it says about the sea and the waves roaring, and men's hearts failing them for fear. Deary me, I should be terrible frightened, that I should, if that day was to come, and I saw the Lord coming ...
— Saved at Sea - A Lighthouse Story • Mrs. O.F. Walton
... my will, deary, according to what this gentleman advises; but, out of precaution, I will give you the twenty thousand francs in gold which I have in the wainscoting of the recess of my room, and two bills payable to bearer which are due to me, one from Mr. Damon, ...
— The Imaginary Invalid - Le Malade Imaginaire • Moliere
... "Deary me!" Jerry said softly, then smiled. "Why, Cap'n, Mr. Swanson's quite right, he is. I knowed that there Pirate Shark was here, an' I wanted to kill him myself, so to speak. But I've played square, Cap'n. When you gets back ...
— The Pirate Shark • Elliott Whitney
... don't believe in slang," he added, as if to fortify himself against a conviction. "You needn't go, deary. Stay and see ...
— Mr. Bingle • George Barr McCutcheon
... deary. Aw, glory be to God! it's just when the clock strikes tin that he'll be waiting for ...
— Light O' The Morning • L. T. Meade
... a vice as unholy love of self. In the Public Service, too? 'Tis a thing I can't believe. If I thought we could be moved by the love of power or pelf, To compete for premier office I should very greatly grieve. But oh no, oh deary no! I am sure it can't be so. We don't even "understand it," so of course it isn't true. When we're called upon to go, each will say, all louting ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 101. October 24, 1891 • Various
... young gentlemen with you yet, Mrs. Cox? And one of 'em not over strong? Deary me! that makes it hard for you and the young gal But you be standing it remarkable well. And gentlemen born you say! They do say that the other one wi' the specked skin be making fools of Miss Maria ...
— Crowded Out! and Other Sketches • Susie F. Harrison
... my kitten, Hey, my kitten, my deary; If Mamma should feed him too often, He never could be so cheery. Here we go up, up, up. And here we go down, down, down-y. If we never feed baby too much, He never will give us ...
— Mother Truth's Melodies - Common Sense For Children • Mrs. E. P. Miller
... "Deary me!" Grandma Bascom stopped shooing out the hens from her kitchen doorway, and leaned on the broom-handle. "If here don't come Mis' Henderson! Now I shall hear about that blessed little creeter and all the rest ...
— Five Little Peppers and their Friends • Margaret Sidney |
