Bois
[bwɑ:]
Examples
- Bois-Guilbert made an effort to suppress his rising scorn and indignation, the expression of which, he was well aware, would have little availed him. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- I demand again to know from thee thy business with Brian de Bois-Guilbert? Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- Hear me, Rebecca--Never did knight take lance in his hand with a heart more devoted to the lady of his love than Brian de Bois-Guilbert. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- Brian de Bois-Guilbert rolled on the field, encumbered with the stirrup, from which he was unable to draw his foot. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- Your words are bitter, Rebecca, said Bois-Guilbert, pacing the apartment with impatience, but I came not hither to bandy reproaches with you. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- I think he must have lived among a lot of people who were very solemn, because I went out riding with him in the Bois de Boulogne and started in to tell him American stories. Frank Lewis Dyer. Edison, His Life and Inventions.
- Bois-Guilbert's new shield bore a raven in full flight, holding in its claws a skull, and bearing the motto, Gare le Corbeau. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- Traitor of Bois-Guilbert, it is Ivanhoe commands thee! Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- I had doomed Bois-Guilbert for mine own property. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- Bois-Guilbert returned no answer. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- Then turning to Isaac, he said aloud, Thy daughter, then, is prisoner with Brian de Bois-Guilbert? Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- The Preceptor of Templestowe was then called on to describe the manner in which Bois-Guilbert and the Jewess arrived at the Preceptory. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- Brian de Bois-Guilbert, said the Grand Master, thou hearest the question which our Brother of Goodalricke desirest thou shouldst answer. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- I saw your brave lance, Bois-Guilbert, roll thrice over, grasping his hands full of sand at every turn. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- Together with the courage and conduct, said Brian de Bois-Guilbert, by which they distinguished themselves at Hastings and elsewhere. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- The Disinherited Knight then addressed his discourse to Baldwin, the squire of Brian de Bois-Guilbert. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- And now we were in the country, amongst what they called les bois et les petits sentiers. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Art thou well, Bois-Guilbert? Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- I have it, said Bois-Guilbert. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- Brian de Bois-Guilbert, he answered, replies not, most Reverend Father, to such wild and vague charges. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- And if I do, said Bois-Guilbert, who shall gainsay me? Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- Were the souls of the twelve tribes in her single body, it were better she suffered alone, than that Bois-Guilbert were partner in her destruction. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- Well, then, said Bois-Guilbert, I will speak as freely as ever did doting penitent to his ghostly father, when placed in the tricky confessional. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- His best, if not his only reason, for adhering to the party of Brian de Bois-Guilbert, Athelstane had the prudence to keep to himself. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- Three hundred Saracens hath this Brian de Bois-Guilbert slain with his own hand. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- As I was one day taking a solitary drive up the Champs Elysées on my road to the Bois de Boulogne, the Duke of Wellington galloped past my carriage. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- The armour and horse of the Templar Brian de Bois-Guilbert, at what ransom were they held? Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- Of course we drove in the Bois de Boulogne, that limitless park, with its forests, its lakes, its cascades, and its broad avenues. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- Unprepared for such a desperate effort, for she had hitherto stood perfectly motionless, Bois-Guilbert had neither time to intercept nor to stop her. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
- A Jew stands without the gate, noble and reverend father, said the Squire, who prays to speak with brother Brian de Bois-Guilbert. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
Typist: Pansy