• Chambers's Twentieth Century Dictionary
    • adj Hersed arranged in harrow form
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Chambers's Twentieth Century Dictionary


In literature:

En bimeby hit got so Mars Marrabo's wife herse'f wuz skeered ter go out in de yard atter dark.
"The Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, 1995, Memorial Issue" by Various
Eirik, Harald's son, was fostered in the house of the herse Thorer, son of Hroald, in the Fjord district.
"Heimskringla" by Snorri Sturlason
But she done tole me she couldn't see nobody herse'f.
"Red Pepper Burns" by Grace S. Richmond
He say dere's joke down on Stark's saloon dat Necia Gale is mak' fool of herse'f on you, an' dat you ain' care for marry her.
"The Barrier" by Rex Beach
Let Miss Kate cry herse'f out; dat's de on'y help now.
"Kennedy Square" by F. Hopkinson Smith
The steward led the van with Herse, talking freely in reply to her enquiries.
"Serapis, Complete" by Georg Ebers
Beyond these, one passes through the barbican to the Cour de la Herse, which is largely occupied by the Hotel Poulard Aine.
"Normandy, Complete" by Gordon Home
Needn't be givin' herse'f no airs!
"Birthright" by T.S. Stribling
En bimeby hit got so Mars Marrabo's wife herse'f wuz skeered ter go out in de yard atter dark.
"The Conjure Woman" by Charles W. Chesnutt
Den Mammy would pour herse'f an' her old man a cup o' wine.
"Slave Narratives: A Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves" by Work Projects Administration

In poetry:

And Eloisa's long despair;
The garland bless'd with many a vow,
For haughty Sacharissa's brow;
And wash'd with tears the mournful verse
That Petrarch laid on Laura's herse.
"The Origin Of Song Writing" by Anna Laetitia Aikin Barbauld
Man, ere he is aware,
Hath put together a solemnitie,
And drest his herse, while he has breath
As yet to spare;
Yet, Lord, instruct us so to die,
That all these dyings may be LIFE in DEATH.
"Mortification" by George Herbert
Why then thy flowing sable Stoles,
Deep pendent Cypress, mourning Poles,
Loose Scarfs to fall athwart thy Weeds,
Long Palls, drawn Herses, cover'd Steeds,
And Plumes of black, that as they tread,
Nod o'er the 'Scutcheons of the Dead?
"A Night-Piece On Death" by Thomas Parnell
Hooraw for de black horse trotter! hooraw for de feller drive!
An' wan leetle cheer for Belzemire dat’s kipin' herse'f alive
Till Johnnie is bring de doctor, an' carry heem on de door
An' loosen heem out as sober as never he was before.
"Doctor Hilaire" by William Henry Drummond
Yet sad Melpomine rejoyceth not,
Nor ought but imprecations 'stows upon her,
She saith her beauty is to her a blot,
Whose so much goodness robs them of their honor,
Help then Melpomine with thy sad verse,
To tell her fate, and houl upon her Herse.
"Arcadius and Sepha" by William Bosworth