Jane held to the belief that when you wished for something you couldn't have it was niggardly not to wish magnificently.
"The Pagan Madonna" by Harold MacGrath
The law, too, might be used oppressively by the niggardly and narrow-minded.
"The English Utilitarians, Volume I." by Leslie Stephen
A boy might squeeze through for $400 a year, but he would have to pinch and be niggardly, if not mean.
"Buchanan's Journal of Man, December 1887" by Various
Moreover, she was grateful to him for having helped her so well in her plot against the niggards.
"The Lady of Loyalty House" by Justin Huntly McCarthy
Frederic was frugal, almost niggardly.
"Critical and Historical Essays, Volume III (of 3)" by Thomas Babington Macaulay
What a niggardly percentage!
"The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 20, No. 121, November, 1867" by Various
It was a trial to Peggy that vacation did not begin until the very day before Christmas, and then continued only one niggardly week.
"The Children's Book of Christmas Stories" by Various
From his youth he shewed himself economical; not profuse, but at the same time not niggardly; in all matters precise.
"A History of England Principally in the Seventeenth Century, Volume I (of 6)" by Leopold von Ranke
Yet Nature is often niggardly and paradoxical in her use of her powers.
"Astounding Stories of Super-Science February 1930" by Various
Courtrey, who kept close count of the favours he did for others, considered Cleve deep in his debt and paid him a niggardly wage.
"Tharon of Lost Valley" by Vingie E. Roe
"What matters how I dwell, or die?
Away with such a niggard life!
The Lord hath robbed me of my wife;
And life is only I.
"Mount Arafa" by Richard Doddridge Blackmore
"My choicest gifts to him I gave,
And ever blest him with my smile;
And yet he ceases not to crave,
And calls me niggard all the while."
"Fortune And Wisdom" by Friedrich von Schiller
The Tiber winds its sluggish way
Through niggard tracts whence Rome's command
Once cast the shadow of her sway,
O'er Asian city, Afric sand.
"The Door Of Humility" by Alfred Austin
I would hold my life as a thing of worth;
Pour praise to the gods for a precious thing.
Lo, June in her fairness is on earth,
And never a joy does the niggard bring.
"A June-Tide Echo" by Amy Levy
"She spoke—nor was I born of savage race,
Nor could these hands a niggard boon assign;
Grateful she clasp'd me in a last embrace,
And vow'd to waste her life in prayers for mine.
"Elegy XXVI. Describing the Sorrow of An Ingeneous Mind" by William Shenstone
If niggard Earth her treasures hide,
To all but labouring hands denied,
Lavish of thorns and worthless weeds alone,
The doom is half in mercy given,
To train us in our way to Heaven,
And show our lagging souls how glory must be won.
"Sexegesima Sunday" by John Keble