"Mone" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... beare a part in thy lamentes, I love thee not so ill but I will mone Thy heavie haps; thou shalt not ...
— A Collection Of Old English Plays, Vol. IV. • Editor: A.H. Bullen
... intentionally cruel. Piers the Plowman speaks of men and women wanting in wit, whom he styles "lunatik lollares," that is, persons who loll about, who care for neither cold nor heat, and are "meuynge after the mone." He ...
— Chapters in the History of the Insane in the British Isles • Daniel Hack Tuke
... "Of the oxce, ca. xiiij. The oxce is a co{m}panable beste, & amonge his co{m}pani he is very meke / & alwaye he seketh his felowe that was wont to go in the plowghe wyth hym / and whan he fyndeth nat his felow, than cryeth he wyth a lowde voyce, makyng gret mone / as it were one {tha}t wolde make a mourninge co{m}playnt. Abull lyueth .xv. yere, and a oxce .xx. yere. Isaac sayth that an oxce flessh is the dryest flesshe amonge all other / & his blode is nat holsome to be eten, for it wyll nat lightly disieste. ...
— Early English Meals and Manners • Various
... great people who ever lived. He is counting on others. Caused much worry to mothers and wives, but seldom troubled the men. Publications: French literature; some fine books and pictures. Occupation: Looking for idle hands. Ambition: You. Recreation: Theatres, cabarets, music halls, cafe's, champagne, Mone Carlo, etc. Fond of chorus girls. Address: Paris. N. also travels extensively. Epitaph: ...
— Who Was Who: 5000 B. C. to Date - Biographical Dictionary of the Famous and Those Who Wanted to Be • Anonymous
... with such a one, (Whom we may most vnhappy creature call,) Who will assist her, when her griefe makes mone, Or who vphold her if she chance to fall: The burthen one doth beare is light to two, For twisted cordes are hardest ...
— The Bride • Samuel Rowlands et al
... and sayde That womans fayth is as who saythe All utterly decayed; But neutheles, right good wytnes In this case might be layde; That they loue trewe, and contynew, Recorde the Nutbrowne maide: Which from her loue, whan, her to proue, He cam to make his mone, Wolde not departe, for in her herte, ...
— Ballads of Romance and Chivalry - Popular Ballads of the Olden Times - First Series • Frank Sidgwick |
