Polly
['pɒlɪ]
Definition
(n.) A woman's name; also, a popular name for a parrot.
Checker: Walter
Definition
See Poll (2).
Editor: Ramon
Examples
- You had better ask him, Polly. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- That can't be Polly Talboys, that bouncing girl standing by her mother at the cottage there. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- If he had never seen your 'Polly,' others might and would have pleased him--your niece, Miss Fanshawe, for instance. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- And how is papa's little Polly? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- How long is it since you became a letter-writer, Polly? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Yes, out it came, and away ran Polly, frightened to death, and scrambled up on Aunt's chair, calling out, 'Catch her! Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- Now, Polly, are you not glad? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Polly would be sorry to give papa pain; would she not? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Here, you all--Mammy, Jimmy, Polly, Sukey--glad to see Mas'r? Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- Were you not a guest at Bretton ten years ago, when Mr. Home brought his little girl, whom we then called 'little Polly,' to stay with mamma? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- He will return to Polly, or send for her. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- You won't have it, then, Polly? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Come, Polly, will you have a canter? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Have you learned any hymns this week, Polly? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Polly, finding him silent, presently peeped at him. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Then Polly must be cheerful: not cry at parting; not fret afterwards. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Then rub it off, Polly; rub the rust and the strangeness off. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Off with him to Siberia, red whiskers and all; I say, I don't like him, Polly, and I wonder that you should. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Polly, I interrupted, should you like to travel? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- There they are, said Miss Polly, and she felt him again start back on her arm. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- My Polly behaved like a queen. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Once he said:--You like me almost as well as if you were my little sister, Polly. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- And Mrs. Shelby had readily consented to humor her in the requeSt. He won't know Polly,--my old man won't. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- I object to him altogether, Polly; I can do without a son-in-law. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Polly and I were clinging to that hypothesis as the most lenient way of accounting for your eccentricity. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Little Polly was too young. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- Do you think little Polly's memory, not more definite? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- And she looked and spoke--the little Polly of Bretton--petulantsensitive. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Well, Polly, you must persuade Miss Snowe to undertake both you and me; to make you steady and womanly, and me refined and classical. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Did he sip every flower, and change every hour, until Polly his passion requited? Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
Editor: Ramon