e'en in English
‘My good young man, eat up,’ said the priest, his face silhouetted, e'en for a dearth of sunlight to cast shadows in the cell-room.
Use "een" in a sentence
1. We have a trifling foolish banquet towards. -- Is it e'en so? why then, I thank you all;
2. Full sorely mony a lass would sigh, That chanced to wander near, An' peep into his e'en, to spy Iv love wur lurkin' theer; So fair an' free he stept o' th green, An' trollin' eawt his sung, Wi' leetsome heart, an' twinklin' e'en, Went Chirrupin' alung.
3. I keep my e'en shut, an' hark at the birds Chirrupin', an' think o' the little hand pluckin' at the sheet, an' the little voice
4. 14 I was not fond of pampering that susceptible vanity of his; but for once, and from motives of expediency, I would e'en soothe and stimulate it.
5. Or wavering like the Bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter skyte, And infant frosts begin to bite, In hoary cranreuch drest; Ae night at e'en a merry core
6. RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the Bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter skyte, And infant frosts begin to bite, In hoary cranreuch drest; Ae night at e'en a merry core O' randie, gangrel bodies, In Poosie-Nansie's held …
7. Begirds some stately castle, sure defence Affording to the space within, so here Were model'd these; and as like fortresses E'en from their threshold to the brink without, Are flank'd with bridges; from the rock's low base Thus flinty paths advanc'd, that 'cross the moles And dikes, struck onward far …
8. Recitativo When lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the Bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter skyte, And infant frosts begin to bite, In hoary cranreuch drest; Ae night at e'en a merry core O' randie, gangrel bodies, In Poosie-Nansie's held the splore,
9. Whose meaning is the sum of all things Blent In fiercest harmony, Soft winds are calling on the cloudy deep, (Like foam-flowers falling from the breasts of Sleep Their Lotus-kiss is), such a world forestalling Of wanton blisses, that the fear of palling Makes e'en the Sirens weep
10. Or wavering like the Bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter skyte, And infant frosts begin to bite, In hoary cranreuch drest; Ae night at e'en a merry core O' randie, gangrel bodies, In Poosie-Nansie's held the splore, To drink their orra duddies; Wi' quaffing an' laughing, They ranted an' they sang,
11. Or wavering like the Bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter skyte, And infant frosts begin to bite, In hoary cranreuch drest; Ae night at e'en a merry core O' randie, gangrel bodies, In Poosie-Nansie's held the splore, To drink their orra duddies; Wi' quaffing an' laughing, They ranted an' they sang,
12. Or wavering like the Bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter skyte And infant frosts begin to bite, In hoary cranreuch drest; Ae night at e'en a merry core O' randie, gangrel bodies, In Poosie-Nansie's held the splore, To drink their orra duddies: Wi' quaffing and laughing, They ranted an' they sang; Wi