But Aunt Miriam did not mean to spend several hours this morning in idle talk upon the highway.
"Christmas Light" by Ethel Calvert Phillips
Don't keep my men idling and talking on their posts.
"The Wind in the Willows" by Kenneth Grahame
It was idle to talk of health and life.
"Critical and Historical Essays, Volume III (of 3)" by Thomas Babington Macaulay
Other convalescent patients were near him, and he had been listening, rather idly, to their talk.
"Joe Strong on the Trapeze" by Vance Barnum
It is only idle talk about superseding him.
"A Little Girl in Old Philadelphia" by Amanda Minnie Douglas
Why, what idle and stupid talk!
"The Christian Foundation, Or, Scientific and Religious Journal, Volume I, No. 12, December, 1880" by Various
When the children were in bed, sometimes Anna and he sat and talked, desultorily, both of them idle.
"The Rainbow" by D. H. (David Herbert) Lawrence
She did not talk idly.
"Ruth Fielding at Briarwood Hall" by Alice B. Emerson
Let's have no more of such idle talk.
"Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 26, October, 1880" by Various
It means that all the idle talking, planning, doubting is over and done with.
"Dwellers in the Hills" by Melville Davisson Post
The river ran with merry voice and low,
The gentle ripples rippling far below,
Talked with no idle voice,
Though idling were their choice.
"Andante - Beethoven's Sixth Symphony" by Annie Adams Fields
Why talks he to the idle air?
Why, listless, at his length reclin'd,
Heaves he the groan of deep despair,
Responsive to the midnight wind?
"The Runaway" by Thomas Gent
It's too late now for idle tales of woe.
Don't fear that we shall talk till dawn and curse.
I just no longer love you, dear, and so
I cannot write you one more line of verse…
""I cannot write a single line of verse..."" by Konstantin Simonov
Another grins and leaps about,
And keeps a merry world of rout,
And talks impertinently free;
And twenty talk the same as he:
Chatt'ring, airy, idle, kind:
These take the Monkey-turn of mind.
"Bacchus: Or, The Vines Of Lesbos" by Thomas Parnell
As when idle talk with her is like a swallows' flight
Having its course yet straying everywhere, A sign of looming thunder
Before lightning precedes the tremor So...
...but I say nothing in sorrow.
"As When..." by Cyprian Kamil Norwid
But glass and lines must be
No means our firm substantial love to keep ;
Near death inflicts this lethargy,
And this I murmur in my sleep ;
Inpute this idle talk, to that I go,
For dying men talk often so.
"A Valediction of my Name in the Window" by John Donne