It is nought good a sleping hound to wake.
It is nought good a sleping hound to wake.
Years ago the public used to hound me but now I can go shopping in peace.
If you live among dogs, keep a stick. After all, this is what a hound has teeth for-to bite when he feels like it!
I am a data hound and so I usually end up working on whatever things I can find good data on. The rise of Internet commerce completely altered the amount of information you could gather on company behavior so I naturally drifted toward it.
Of course I'm a publicity hound. Aren't all crusaders? How can you accomplish anything unless people know what you are trying to do?
An enlightening pastime is to make a list of favorite things that impact the senses. Not only does it provide a challenging exercise for the mind and memory, but it sharpens our appreciation of these golden moments in time. For example, one person's list of ten favorite sounds a distant train whistle a mother talking to her new baby the scrunch of leaves on a bright autumn day seagulls crying a hound baying in the woods at night the absolute silence of a mountain lake at sunset a crackling fire on a bitter day a stadium crowd singing the national anthem the screech of an airplane's tires as they touch down his wife's voice at morning. Try the exercise for favorite sounds, smells or sights. You may learn something about yourself.
To hold with the hare and run with the hound.
I feel like I could be likened to an old hound circling on a rug for the last five years.
And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
The hound had but a churlish wit.
Here kennell'd in a brake she finds a hound,
And asks the weary caitiff for his master,
And there another licking of his wound,
'Gainst venom'd sores the only sovereign plaster;
And here she meets another sadly scowling,
To whom she speaks, and he replies with howling.
They were the footprints of a gigantic hound.
O, angry was the hound.
Adventure most unto itself
The Soul condemned to be --
Attended by a single Hound
Its own identity.
Imagine believing in the control of inflation by curbing the money supply That is like deciding to stop your dog fouling the sidewalk by plugging up its rear end. It is highly unlikely to succeed, but if it does it kills the hound.
Whoever loveth me, loveth my hound.
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