Wo

Examples

• As often as the driver rested them and brought them to a stand, with a wary Wo-ho! Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
• My dearest friend is so ill, and wo-o-on't see me, gurgled out Briggs in an agony of renewed grief. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
• It wo uld encourage the best geometers to seek with renewed ardor the eternal truths which, in Pliny's phrase, are latent in the majesty of theory. Walter Libby. An Introduction to the History of Science.
• We wos a adjestin' our little differences, and I wos a-cheerin' her spirits and bearin' her up, so that I forgot to ask anythin' about it. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• He wos wery good to me, he wos; he wos the only one I knowed to speak to, as ever come across my crossing. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• He wos allus willin fur to give me somethink he wos, though Mrs. Snagsby she was allus a-chivying on me--like everybody everywheres. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• Wot, didn't she tell you were it wos? Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• You astonish me, Sir; he wos a clerk in a gov'ment office, sir. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• They wouldn't have nothink to say to me if I wos to go to a nice innocent place fur to live. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• P'raps they wouldn't do it if I wos to go myself. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• I wish the servants' heads wos,' growled the long man. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Who wos he, Sammy? Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• You ain't looked slowly forward to this as I have; you wosn't prepared for this as I wos. Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
• The have-his-carcass, next to the perpetual motion, is vun of the blessedest things as wos ever made. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• I think that's wery likely, from what he said,' rejoined Sam; 'he wos a-speakin' about you, jist now. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• When I wos first pitched neck and crop into the world, to play at leap- frog with its troubles,' replied Sam. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Wot I was a-thinkin on, Mr. Sangsby, proceeds Jo, wos, as you wos able to write wery large, p'raps? Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• Do you s'pose I wos to tell you by the weight o' your foot? Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.

Typist: Pearl