"Weed" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... a forest after all, it was just a sell-nothing but mud and weed, only Fergus would go and poke in it, and there were horrid great rough stones and rocks too, and I tumbled ...
— The Long Vacation • Charlotte M. Yonge
... Should he not wait—should he go—if this was her room? But he had come so far, and he needed her so—he must stay. For some dear, foolish woman's reason she must have lent her room for the use of a feminine busy-body; a political, higher-thought, pseudo-spiritualistic friend. (He must weed out her friends!) The trend of the work done in this room now his quick mind had seized upon—titles of books, papers, it was enough. Notices stuck in the Venetian Mirror (the desecration!) for meetings of this and that society, and all of them, so he judged, just excuses ...
— The Best British Short Stories of 1922 • Various
... formed this judgment when Corona went a straight way to upset it. A tuft of groundsel had rooted itself close beside the traction rails a few paces from the waterside. With a little cry— almost a sob—the child swooped upon the weed, and plucking it, ...
— Brother Copas • Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch
... mortal weed, Mary Mother be thy speed, Saints to help thee at thy need. Hark! the ...
— Guy Mannering, or The Astrologer, Complete, Illustrated • Sir Walter Scott
... first to break the drowsy silence by knocking the lengthened ash off his cigar, and expressing his opinion that the weed might be a ...
— The Dop Doctor • Clotilde Inez Mary Graves
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