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My feet, they haul me Round the House, They Hoist me up the Stairs; I only have to steer them, and They Ride me Everywheres. Gelett Burgess—My Feet. | 1 |
And the prettiest foot! Oh, if a man could but fasten his eyes to her feet, as they steal in and out, and play at bo-peep under her petticoats! Congreve—Love for Love. Act I. Sc. 1. | 2 |
It is a suggestive idea to track those worn feet backward through all the paths they have trodden ever since they were the tender and rosy little feet of a baby, and (cold as they now are) were kept warm in his mother’s hand. Hawthorne—The Marble Faun. Vol. I. Ch. XXI. | 3 |
Better a barefoot than none. Herbert—Jacula Prudentum. | 4 |
Her pretty feet Like snails did creep A little out, and then, As if they played at bo-peep Did soon draw in agen. Herrick—Upon her Feet. | 5 |
Feet that run on willing errands! Longfellow—Hiawatha. Pt. X. Hiawatha’s Wooing. L. 33. | 6 |
’Tis all one as if they should make the Standard for the measure, we call a Foot, a Chancellor’s Foot; what an uncertain Measure would this be! one Chancellor has a long Foot, another a short Foot, a Third an indifferent Foot. ’Tis the same thing in the Chancellor’s Conscience. John Selden—Table Talk. Equity. | 7 |
Nay, her foot speaks. Troilus and Cressida. Act IV. Sc. 5. L. 56. | 8 |
O, so light a foot Will ne’er wear out the everlasting flint. Romeo and Juliet. Act II. Sc. 6. L. 16. | 9 |
O happy earth, Whereon thy innocent feet doe ever tread! Spenser—Faerie Queene. Bk. I. Canto X. St. 9. | 10 |
Her feet beneath her petticoat, Like little mice, stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But oh! she dances such a way! No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight. Sir John Suckling—Ballad Upon a Wedding. St. 8. | 11 |
And feet like sunny gems on an English green. Tennyson—Maud. Pt. V. St. 2. |
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