"Blither" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... Maypole farm, tending the poultry and the cattle, working in a garden of his own, and helping everywhere. He was known to every bird and beast about the place, and had a name for every one. Never was there a lighter-hearted husbandman, a creature more popular with young and old, a blither or more happy soul than Barnaby; and though he was free to ramble where he would, he never quitted Her, but was for ...
— Barnaby Rudge • Charles Dickens
... baloo, my dear; Sing baloo, loo, lammy, for mother is here. My wee bairnie's dozing, it's dozing now fine, And O may its wakening be blither than mine! ...
— The Home Book of Verse, Vol. 1 (of 4) • Various
... speaking, entered, with rather a blither face than he might have been expected to wear, considering the impending fate of his master's purse and credit. "Gentlemens, her dinner is ready, and HER CANDLES ARE LIGHTED TOO," said Donald, with a strong guttural emphasis on the last ...
— A Legend of Montrose • Sir Walter Scott
... long; indeed, Joan seldom upbraided her thereon at any time, feeling but slightly the lack of Tess's assistance whilst her instinctive plan for relieving herself of her labours lay in postponing them. To-night, however, she was even in a blither mood than usual. There was a dreaminess, a pre-occupation, an exaltation, in the maternal look which ...
— Tess of the d'Urbervilles - A Pure Woman • Thomas Hardy
... it? nafst thu bute welawei. nor hast thou but well away! that thu weole heuedest. that thou hadst wealth. al is reowliche thin sith. 210 All ruefull is thy lot, efter thin wrecche lif. after thy wicked life. theo men beoth the blithre. Those men are the blither the arisen aer with the. that formerly jangled with thee, that thin muth is betuned. that thy mouth is closed, the theo teone ut lettest. 215 with which thou reproach uttered, the he heom sore grulde. which sorely provoked them; thet ham gros the a[gh]an. ...
— The Departing Soul's Address to the Body • Anonymous
... Angus was as good as his word. Miss Dunreddin was already off on her pleasuring, he took the gray little governess for duenna, and a blither three never sat out a tragedy, or laughed over wine and oysters in the midst of a garden with its flowers and fountains afterwards. 'T was a long day since the poor little woman had known such merrymaking; and as for me, this playhouse, this mimicry of life, was a new sphere. We ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 11, No. 63, January, 1863 - A Magazine Of Literature, Art, And Politics • Various
... trader's niece within a garrison cell, he should hold her prisoner beneath the trader's roof to await the action of superior authority on the grievous charges lodged at her door. She was able to be up, said Miss McGrath,—not only up but down—down in the breakfast room, looking blither and more like herself than she had been since she was ...
— A Daughter of the Sioux - A Tale of the Indian frontier • Charles King
... blither still and louder carolled they Upon the morrow, for they seemed to know It was the fair Almira's wedding-day, And everywhere, around, above, below, When the Preceptor bore his bride away, Their songs burst forth in joyous overflow, ...
— Tales of a Wayside Inn • Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
... very same Lilias Elder that used to teach the bairns and go wandering over the hills with her brother; only she's blither and bonnier. She's Miss Elder of the Glen now, as I heard young Mr Graham calling her to his friend; but she's no' to ...
— The Orphans of Glen Elder • Margaret Murray Robertson
... not I," answered the host, "since ranting Robin of Drysandford was shot at the siege of the Brill. The devil take the caliver that fired the ball, for a blither lad never filled a cup at midnight! But he is dead and gone, and I know not a soldier, or a traveller, who is a soldier's mate, that I would ...
— Kenilworth • Sir Walter Scott
... blither setting off from the Giant's Cairn. All the remaining guests were gathered to see them go. There was not a mote in the blue air between Outledge and the crest of Washington. All the subtile strength of the hills—ores and sweet waters and resinous ...
— A Summer in Leslie Goldthwaite's Life. • Mrs. A. D. T. Whitney |
