"Temp" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... [Unix] Term used for {shell} code, so called because of the prevalence of 'pipelines' that feed the output of one program to the input of another. Under Unix, user utilities can often be implemented or at least prototyped by a suitable collection of pipelines and temp-file grinding encapsulated in a shell script; this is much less effort than writing C every time, and the capability is considered one of Unix's major winning features. A few other OSs such as IBM's VM/CMS support similar facilities. Esp. used in ...
— The Jargon File, Version 4.0.0
... common ingredients of health and long life are Great temp'rance, open air, Easy labour, ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Vol. 14, Issue 387, August 28, 1829 • Various
... peace head-wise, in war, skill great, bold hand. On horse or foot, in peril or in play, None could excel, though many did essay. A subject true to king, a servant great, Friend to God's truth, and foe to Rome's deceit. Sumptuous abroad for honor of the land, Temp'rate at home, yet kept great state with stay, And noble house that fed more mouths with meat Than some advanced on higher steps to stand; Yet against nature, reason, and just laws, His blood was spilt, guiltless, without ...
— Memoirs of the Court of Queen Elizabeth • Lucy Aikin
... Greisbrook was formerly of some note at Shenstone. He says that "Greisbrook, whence the family had their name, is a manor in Yorkshire, which, in the reign of Henry III., was in the great House of Mowbray, of whom the Greisbrooks held their lands. Roger de Greisbrook (temp. Henry II.) is mentioned as holding of the fee of Alice, Countess of Augie, or Ewe, daughter of William de Albiney, Earl of Arundel, by Queen Alice, relict of Henry I." Then follow some particulars ...
— Notes and Queries, Number 208, October 22, 1853 • Various
... Joy's ecstatic trial: He, with viny crown advancing, First to the lively pipe his hand addressed: But soon he saw the brisk, awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best. They would have thought, who heard the strain, They saw, in Temp's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal-sounding shades, To some unlearned minstrel dancing; While, as his flying fingers kissed the strings, Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round. Strike—till the last armed foe expires; Strike—for your altars and your fires; Strike—for the green ...
— The American Union Speaker • John D. Philbrick |
