"Dike" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... built by the first king of Egypt, was protected by an enormous dike. The village has existed for more than five thousand years; but since the thirteenth century the inhabitants have taken the stones of its ruins to build the houses of Cairo; what these people left the Nile ...
— History Of Ancient Civilization • Charles Seignobos
... be likelihod hath beene sum waulle, and by it is a hill of yerth cast up: they caulle it the Wynde Mille Hille, but I thinke the dungeon of sum olde castelle was there. By olde Torkesey standith southely the ruines of Fosse Nunnery, hard by the stone-bridge over Fosse Dik; and there Fosse Dike hath his entering ynto Trente. There be 2 smaul paroche chirches in new Torkesey and the Priory of S. Leonard standith on theste [the East] side of it. The ripe [bank] that Torkesey standith on is sumwhat higher ground than is by the west ripe of Trent. Trent ...
— The Baron's Yule Feast: A Christmas Rhyme • Thomas Cooper
... hope thim that's in glory is quieter than the wans that's here, for the divil is busy wid thim the whole of the day. Here's wan o' thim now makin' me as onaisy as an ould hin on a hot griddle, slappin' big sods of turf over the dike, and ruinatin' the timpers of our poulthry. We've a right to be lambastin' thim this blessed minute, the crathurs; as sure as eggs is mate, if they was mine they'd sup sorrow wid a spoon of grief, before they wint to ...
— Penelope's Irish Experiences • Kate Douglas Wiggin
... force can stay, No triple dike, but e'en it easily My waves can crush, When rolls along their mass ...
— The Magnificent Lovers (Les Amants magnifiques) • Moliere
... Are gems and peacocks, tell me, still in date? How deep the woods upon the water steal, One to the other making soft appeal!" "Not being human, wood and water meet In their own speech, and soulless things are sweet Together. So they are to me. I like To watch the herons by the sedgy dike; They keep me tranquil; and I love to feed The pike in yon old pool; they help to lead— Why, here is Martin's Bridge, and yet no boats! Shall we return?" Said Clara then, "There floats A lily bed beyond; let's shoot beneath The bridge, and lilies pull; I want a wreath." He knew the channel ...
— Poems • Elizabeth Stoddard
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