The squills and daffodils Will give place to pillared roses, and to asters, and to snow.
"The Home Book of Verse, Vol. 2 (of 4)" by Various
He called you 'Squills,' and said you'd helped more people intil the wurruld than out of it.
"Wild Youth, Volume Complete" by Gilbert Parker
Mr. Squills, who was a bachelor, and well-to-do in the world, often made me little presents.
"The Caxtons, Complete" by Edward Bulwer-Lytton
Oh, Squills, Squills, Squills!
"My Novel, Complete" by Edward Bulwer-Lytton
The squills have every suffrage, and in the squills we will rest for the present.
"Life Of Johnson, Volume 4 (of 6)" by Boswell
And why had Old Squills dragged in his sister, Sylvia?...
"The Danger Mark" by Robert W. Chambers
Absinthe is delicious, like squills.
"Diary of a Nursing Sister on the Western Front, 1914-1915" by Anonymous
Squill was among the latter.
"The Crew of the Water Wagtail" by R.M. Ballantyne
After trying squill and other medicines to no purpose, I directed a decoction of the Fol.
"An Account of the Foxglove and some of its Medical Uses" by William Withering
He was ordered the Squill Mixture.
"An Account of the Diseases which were most frequent in the British military hospitals in Germany" by Donald Monro
Powdered squills A drachm to four drachms.
"The Dog" by Dinks, Mayhew, and Hutchinson
How charming the blue squills look against the bright yellow of the daffodils.
"Lady Cassandra" by Mrs George de Horne Vaizey
Now castor-oil and squills, and stuff that wrinkles up your forehead, And puckers up your mouth, and gags and burns, are simply horrid.
"Harper's Round Table, August 27, 1895" by Various
CHOSE," and noticing the astonishment depicted on his friend's face, he hastens to explain, "SQUILLS sent me to him.
"Punch, or the London Charivari. Volume 93. August 27, 1887" by Various
Squills find other medicines 'loosen' the outstanding cough.
"The Ladies' Book of Etiquette, and Manual of Politeness" by Florence Hartley
It turned out to be my old acquaintance "squills," of syrup-fame.
"Cuba Past and Present" by Richard Davey
And all the daffodils Are blowing, and the bright blue squills.
"Some Imagist Poets, 1916" by Richard Aldington
He doesn't really like syrup of squills.
"Poor Relations" by Compton Mackenzie
So the wily fox, fearing his more powerful enemy, takes care to strew his path with squills!
"The Cambridge Natural History, Vol X., Mammalia" by Frank Evers Beddard
The beautiful squills-flower grew plentifully, the only relief to the eye from the vastness and rankness.
"Retrospect of Western Travel, Volume II (of 2)" by Harriet Martineau