You know I'm stony broke.
"Nana, The Miller's Daughter, Captain Burle, Death of Olivier Becaille" by Emile Zola
He's stony broke in consequence; and so am I.
"Mrs. Warren's Profession" by George Bernard Shaw
It was a stream, indeed, which now broke forth from her stony discretion.
"Lady Baltimore" by Owen Wister
Only here and there the gentle frou-frou of a silk skirt, the rhythmic flutter of a fan, broke those few seconds' deadly, stony silence.
"The Elusive Pimpernel" by Baroness Emmuska Orczy
Although it was only Monday and he had been at work all the previous week, Philpot was already stony broke.
"The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists" by Robert Tressell
She's broke, stony broke.
"Kent Knowles: Quahaug" by Joseph C. Lincoln
And me over there working thirteen and fourteen hours a day, and half the time stony-broke!
"The Avenger" by E. Phillips Oppenheim
Stony, flat, hopelessly broke.
"Destiny" by Charles Neville Buck
Now, under the white concave of wintry moonlight, it broke over its stony bed with a fierce persistency of advance.
"Jerome, A Poor Man" by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman
Then Doggie broke down, and with a gush of unminded tears found expression for his stony despair.
"The Literary World Seventh Reader" by Various
As if some Pantheon's marbles broke
Their stony trance, and lived and spoke,
Life thrills along the alcoved hall,
The lords of thought await our call!
"The Library" by John Greenleaf Whittier
I'm stiff and stony broke, and I've parted with my moke
And the sky is looking black as thunder,
And the boss of the shanty too, for I haven't a sou —
That's the way you're treated when you're out and under.
"Across the Western Plains I Must Wander" by Anonymous Oceania
"I'd like to find some work, sir," to Smith, M.P., I spoke;
"I really am no shirk, sir, although I'm stony broke."
Said he, "You poor old lobster, you have a lot to learn,
To get a steady job, sir, you really must intern."
"Unemployed" by Abner Cosens
So Napoleon wiped his eye, and he wished the Prince good-bye,
And being stony-broke, made the best of it he could,
And they kept him snugly pensioned, where his Royal Highness
And Napoleon Boneyparty is provided for for good.
"After Waterloo" by Robert Fuller Murray