"Hern" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... like hern," she began, and stopped suddenly to look up at him. "You know her," she added; "they're at Harney's. Father said ye'd went to see her jest as soon as ye ...
— Lodusky • Frances Hodgson Burnett
... HERN. What, 'mongst my rude companions, Whose names are registered in the hangman's book? Whose hearts are ever eager as their swords, Edged by a personal impulse of revenge? Will you become the queen, dear, of my band? Will you become a hunted outlaw's bride? When all Spain else pursued ...
— Poems • Victor Hugo
... this bird was Hern, or Hernshaw, from which was derived the saying, "He does not know a Hawk from a Hernshaw." The last word has been corrupted into "handsaw," rendering ...
— Birds, Illustrated by Color Photography [July 1897] - A Monthly Serial designed to Promote Knowledge of Bird-Life • Various
... of the Hern, And the secret that baffles our utmost seeking; For only a sound of lament we discern, And cannot interpret the words ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow • Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
... her eyes—dem great handsome eyes o' hern; and, says she, 'Well, Aunt Chloe, I think you are about in the right on 't,' says she; and she went off in de parlor. She oughter cracked me over de head for bein' so sarcy; but dar's whar 't is—I can't do nothin' ...
— Uncle Tom's Cabin • Harriet Beecher Stowe
... Got frchten ist sein burg und schloss; Kein teufels gschoss Kan das zersprengen; Gots wort sein waffen ist und schwert, Damit er wert,[76] 80 Lsst sich nicht drengen, Zu snd und abfal brengen. Aber wer den hern veracht, Nicht tracht Auf seine wort und wege, 85 Den tut wie ein ror im teich Gar leicht Ein kleiner wind bewegen. Sein haus gebaut ist auf den sand, Hat kein bestand, 90 Kan sich nicht halten; Wenn in ein kleine snd anficht Und nur besticht,[77] Wird er zerspalten[78] ...
— An anthology of German literature • Calvin Thomas
... know nothin' about it. I 'a'n't took it"; and the Gnome tosses her head back defiantly. "I seen the lady when she was a-writin' of her letter, and when she went out ther' wa'n't nothin' left on the table but a hangkerchuf, and that wa'n't hern. I do' know nothin' about it, nor I ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Volume 11, Issue 67, May, 1863 • Various
... I, 'and what's more, I've give my consent, and mother's give hern—the thing's all settled. Come, jump out and run in and be happy with the rest of us!' and I helt out my hands ag'in, but she didn't 'pear to take no heed. She was kindo' pale, too, I thought, and swallered a time er two like as ef she ...
— Short Stories for English Courses • Various (Rosa M. R. Mikels ed.) |
