How about a glen bong for you and your 'coon?

Joly Jemmy, [i.e. James IV of Scotland] ye scornefull Scot, Is it come unto your lot A solempne sumner for to be?

Sir, if you think your name is shamed by me, we had better part, said Mrs. Trevelyan, rising from her chair, and confronting him with a look before which his own almost quailed.

The master told me to light a fire in the many-weeks’ deserted parlour, and to set an easy-chair in the sunshine by the window;