• WordNet 3.6
    • n Mysis type genus of the family Mysidae
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Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary
    • prop. n Mysis (Zoöl) A genus of small schizopod shrimps found both in fresh and salt water; the opossum shrimps. One species inhabits the Great Lakes of North America, and is largely eaten by the whitefish. The marine species form part of the food of right whales.
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Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
    • n mysis The typical genus of Mysidœ, founded by Latreille in 1802. M. chameleon is a common species of the North Atlantic. See opossum-shrimp.
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Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary
NL., fr. Gr. a closing of the lips or eyes


In literature:

The fat capon, Mysie!
"Bride of Lammermoor" by Sir Walter Scott
He knew that Mysie, the baker's daughter, was at school, and that she would be home within half an hour.
"Sir Gibbie" by George MacDonald
I would not have my reader suppose that Mysie's mind was corrupted.
"Robert Falconer" by George MacDonald
Some distance beyond them was Captain Fagan of the Kilwangan regiment, who was paying court to Nora's sister Mysie.
"Barry Lyndon" by William Makepeace Thackeray
You and Mysie ought to do all the mending for yourselves and Fergus, and what Valetta cannot manage.
"Beechcroft at Rockstone" by Charlotte M. Yonge
Gillian, more doubtfully, questioned whether it would "quite do"; and Mysie, when she understood the allusions, thought it would not.
"The Long Vacation" by Charlotte M. Yonge
Mysie, Mysie, what will you be?
"The Two Sides of the Shield" by Charlotte M. Yonge
Your faither and your mither wad like to see you weel an' happy, an' oh, Mysie, Mysie, I want you to get weel!
"The Underworld" by James C. Welsh
There was Mysie Wilkie's bairn that de'ed doon there i' the Loan a fortnicht syne.
"My Man Sandy" by J. B. Salmond
Grinder Queery, already a feeble man, would wheel his grindstone along the long high road, leaving Mysy behind.
"Auld Licht Idylls" by J. M. Barrie

In poetry:

Gae down by Faile, and taste the ale,
And tak a look o' Mysie;
She's dour and din, a deil within,
But aiblins she may please ye.
"The Tarbolton Lasses" by Robert Burns
The farmer's son, young Rabbie Steel—
A weel-faur'd, sleekit, pawkie chiel—
Sune wan her he'rt, an' hoo, gude kens,
Gat Mysie on his finger en's.
"Mysie, An Aul' Warl', But Ower True Story" by Janet Hamilton
"It's true the sun will melt the snaw,
It's true that time will wear awa',
It's true that nicht will follow day,
O, Mysie, ther's truth in a' I say.
"What Do Ye Think o' Geordie Noo?" by Carolina Oliphant
They gaed fast doun the hill, their custom fell aff;
Their hoose it was haunted by a' the riff-raff,
Wha watch'd weel the time whan Mysie was fou;
An' mony a lawin' her haun' never drew.
"Sketches of Village Character In Days "O' Langsyne"" by Janet Hamilton
They had a bit grun', an' they keepit a coo,
An' it wasna lang time till a' was gane thro';
For Mysie aft liftit her haun' to her mouth,
An' nocht but the whisky wad slocken Tam's drouth.
"Sketches of Village Character In Days "O' Langsyne"" by Janet Hamilton
Syne Tam teuk his deid-ill, an' whan he was gane,
Auld Mysie was left in the hoose a' her lane,
But sune she gaed after—ae grave hauds them baith:
My leet noo is endit, and sae I'll tak' breath.
"Sketches of Village Character In Days "O' Langsyne"" by Janet Hamilton