Chapter IX · Chapter 9

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used before a singular noun to mean one of a group, when it is not a particular one

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

later than; following

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

anew

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

(quantifier) used with either mass or count nouns to indicate the whole number or amount of or every one of a class

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

used to join words or parts of a sentence that go together

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

elected vice president and became 21st President of the United States when Garfield was assassinated (1830-1886)

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

at the same time that; because; in the way that

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

in or near a particular place or position

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

in or to or toward a former location

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

tough protective covering of the woody stems and roots of trees and other woody plants

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

used with a past participle to form the passive, or with -ing for continuous tenses

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

a piece of furniture that provides a place to sleep

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

inflected form of “begin” — take the first step or steps in carrying out an action

From this reading At this a hundred bells began to peal, That with the sound I woke, and heard indeed The clear church-bells ring in the Christmas morn.

take the first step or steps in carrying out an action

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

at or toward the back of something

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

plural of “bell” — a hollow device made of metal that makes a ringing sound when struck

From this reading At this a hundred bells began to peal, That with the sound I woke, and heard indeed The clear church-bells ring in the Christmas morn.

warm-blooded egg-laying vertebrates characterized by feathers and forelimbs modified as wings

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

make a strident sound

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

processing that involves blowing a gas

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

cause to be bored

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

used to introduce something that contrasts with what came before

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

inflected form of “come” — move toward, travel toward something or somebody or approach something or somebody

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

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From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

a radioactive transuranic element; discovered by bombarding curium with alpha particles

From this reading [1] _Cf.

to make a rush at or sudden attack upon, as in battle

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

period extending from Dec. 24 to Jan. 6

From this reading At this a hundred bells began to peal, That with the sound I woke, and heard indeed The clear church-bells ring in the Christmas morn.

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From this reading At this a hundred bells began to peal, That with the sound I woke, and heard indeed The clear church-bells ring in the Christmas morn.

rid of obstructions

From this reading At this a hundred bells began to peal, That with the sound I woke, and heard indeed The clear church-bells ring in the Christmas morn.

tilt or slant to one side

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

move toward, travel toward something or somebody or approach something or somebody

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

the men and women who man a vehicle (ship, aircraft, etc.)

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

inflected form of “cry” — utter a sudden loud cry

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

cause to herd, drive, or crowd together

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

absence of light or illumination

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

the first light of day

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

time for Earth to make a complete rotation on its axis

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

pass from physical life and lose all bodily attributes and functions necessary to sustain life

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

plural of “dream” — a series of mental images and emotions occurring during sleep

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

United States actor (born in Ireland); father of Georgiana Emma Barrymore (1827-1862)

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

a group of animals (a herd or flock) moving together

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

past form of “echo” — to say again or imitate

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

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From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

having come or been brought to a conclusion

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

all the members of a group, with none left out

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

free from favoritism or self-interest or bias or deception; conforming with established standards or rules

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

undergo an emotional sensation or be in a particular state of mind

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

cause to fall by or as if by delivering a blow

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

past form of “flare” — burn brightly

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

flat bladelike projection on the arm of an anchor

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

intended to be given to, or used by, somebody

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

at or to or toward the front

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

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From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

showing where something starts, or who sent it

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

to or at a greater extent or degree or a more advanced stage (“further” is used more often than “farther” in this abstract sense)

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

a man of refinement

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

having desirable or positive qualities especially those suitable for a thing specified

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

past form of “grunt” — issue a grunting, low, animal-like noise

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

the past form of “have”, used to form the past perfect

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

an interior passage or corridor onto which rooms open

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

a man, boy, or male animal already mentioned, as the subject

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

detected or perceived by the sense of hearing

From this reading At this a hundred bells began to peal, That with the sound I woke, and heard indeed The clear church-bells ring in the Christmas morn.

the bottom of a shoe or boot; the back part of a shoe or boot that touches the ground and provides elevation

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

in or at this place; where the speaker or writer is

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

plural of “hill” — a local and well-defined elevation of the land

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

belonging to a man, boy, or male animal already mentioned

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

a period of time equal to 1/24th of a day

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

ten 10s

From this reading At this a hundred bells began to peal, That with the sound I woke, and heard indeed The clear church-bells ring in the Christmas morn.

the person speaking or writing, as the subject of the verb

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

(of persons) taken advantage of

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

inside something, or within a place, period, or state

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

in truth (often tends to intensify)

From this reading At this a hundred bells began to peal, That with the sound I woke, and heard indeed The clear church-bells ring in the Christmas morn.

situated away from an area's coast or border

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

moving to the inside of something

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

the form of “be” used with he, she, it, or a singular noun

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

a thing, animal, or idea already mentioned

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

a male sovereign; ruler of a kingdom

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

be cognizant or aware of a fact or a specific piece of information; possess knowledge or information about

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

immediately past

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

of comparatively little physical weight or density

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

prefer or wish to do something

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

limited or below average in number or quantity or magnitude or extent

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

enter into a log, as on ships and planes

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

primarily temporal sense; being or indicating a relatively great or greater than average duration or passage of time or a duration as specified

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

-ing form of “loom” — come into view indistinctly, often threateningly

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

characterized by or producing sound of great volume or intensity

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

held dear

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

vigorously passionate

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

an adult person who is male (as opposed to a woman)

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

the person speaking, as the object of a verb or preposition

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

belonging to the modern era; since the Middle Ages

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

(comparative of “much” used with mass nouns) a quantifier meaning greater in size or amount or extent or degree

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

the time period between dawn and noon

From this reading At this a hundred bells began to peal, That with the sound I woke, and heard indeed The clear church-bells ring in the Christmas morn.

a low continuous indistinct sound; often accompanied by movement of the lips without the production of articulate speech

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

not any; not one

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

used to make a word, phrase, or sentence negative

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

not one thing; not anything

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

the state of nonexistence

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

in the historical present; at this point in the narration of a series of past events

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

belonging to, or connected with, somebody or something

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

touching and supported by a surface

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

used to join alternatives or possibilities

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

belonging to the speaker and others

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

a person authorized to conduct religious worship

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

a deep prolonged sound (as of thunder or large bells)

From this reading At this a hundred bells began to peal, That with the sound I woke, and heard indeed The clear church-bells ring in the Christmas morn.

(plural) any group of human beings (men or women or children) collectively

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

by chance

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

a geometric element that has position but no extension

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

a place (seaport or airport) where people and merchandise can enter or leave a country

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

past form of “prize” — hold dear

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

feeling great rapture or delight

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

interpret something that is written or printed

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

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From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

recurring again and again

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

sound loudly and sonorously

From this reading At this a hundred bells began to peal, That with the sound I woke, and heard indeed The clear church-bells ring in the Christmas morn.

being the one previously mentioned or spoken of

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

traverse or travel on (a body of water)

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

the seventh and last day of the week; observed as the Sabbath by Jews and some Christians

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

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From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

100 senti equal 1 kroon in Estonia

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

used with I and we for the future, or to offer and suggest

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

plural of “shore” — the land along the edge of a body of water

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

Complete absence of sound; a state of quietness and stillness.

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

(photography) the act of assuming a certain position (as for a photograph or portrait)

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

a natural and periodic state of rest during which consciousness of the world is suspended

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

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From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

for that reason; with the result that

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

(quantifier) used with either mass nouns or plural count nouns to indicate an unspecified number or quantity

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

the particular auditory effect produced by a given cause

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

plural of “sparkle” — merriment expressed by a brightness or gleam or animation of countenance

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

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From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

move an implement through

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

Maintained an upright posture.

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

plural of “take” — the income or profit arising from such transactions as the sale of land or other property

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

used to introduce what somebody said, thought, or felt

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

used before a noun that is already known, already mentioned, or the only one of its kind

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

subsequently or soon afterward (often used as sentence connectors)

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

in or at that place or location

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

any movable possession (especially articles of clothing)

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

used for a person or thing that is near, or that has just been mentioned

From this reading At this a hundred bells began to peal, That with the sound I woke, and heard indeed The clear church-bells ring in the Christmas morn.

the plural of “that”: the people or things further away, or already known

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

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From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

three times

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

up to a particular time

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

an instance or single occasion for some event

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

used before the base form of a verb to make the infinitive

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

the quality of a person's voice

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

plural of “touch” — the event of something coming in contact with the body

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

a fact that has been verified

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

below or beneath something; less than

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

being or moving higher in position or greater in some value; being above a former position or level

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

a formal word for “on”

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

plural of “voice” — the distinctive quality or pitch or condition of a person's speech

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

past form of “wait” — stay in one place and anticipate or expect something

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

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From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

the waging of armed conflict against an enemy

From this reading Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated—“Come again, and thrice as fair”; And, further inland, voices echoed— “Come With all good things, and war shall be no more”.

the past form of “be” used with I, he, she, it, or a singular noun

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

the speaker together with one or more other people

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

at the time that

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

in or at the place that

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

used to introduce a clause giving more about a thing just mentioned

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

which person or people

From this reading Point after point; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore, King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port; and all the people cried, “Arthur is come again: he cannot die”.

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

in the company of; together with

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

inflected form of “wake” — be awake, be alert, be there

From this reading At this a hundred bells began to peal, That with the sound I woke, and heard indeed The clear church-bells ring in the Christmas morn.

exert oneself by doing mental or physical work for a purpose or out of necessity

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

a period of time containing 365 (or 366) days

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.

but in spite of that

From this reading Here ended Hall, and our last light, that long Had wink’d and threaten’d darkness, flared and fell: At which the Parson, sent to sleep with sound, And waked with silence, grunted “Good!” but we Sat rapt: It was the tone with which he read— Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem’d it from the charge of nothingness— Or else we loved the man, and prized his work; I know not: but we sitting, as I said, The cock crew loud; as at that time of year The lusty bird takes every hour for dawn: Then Francis, muttering, like a man ill-used, “There now—that’s nothing!” drew a little back, And drove his heel into the smoulder’d log, That sent a blast of sparkles up the flue; And so to bed; where yet in sleep I seem’d To sail with Arthur under looming shores.