Strown

"In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone."

Let a man keep the law,--any law,--and his way will be strown with satisfactions.

At the end of the valley, as John Bunyan mentions, is a cavern, where, in his days, dwelt two cruel giants, Pope and Pagan, who had strown the ground about their residence with the bones of slaughtered pilgrims.

A shapeless robe of sackcloth was girded about her waist with a knotted cord; her raven hair fell down upon her shoulders, and its blackness was defiled by pale streaks of ashes, which she had strown upon her head.

This picture taken early on April 10, 2019 shows Israeli Likud Party campaign material and posters of Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu strown on the floor following election night at the party headquarters in the coastal city of Tel Aviv.

Gather a shell from the strown beach And listen at its lips: they sigh The same desire and mystery, The echo of the whole sea's speech.

Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there!

Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. II For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd, And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and forever grew still!

I be standin, all covered wit dried-up blood, I standin in the room alone wit a heap of old corn-shucks strown every which a way.

But when the snows at Christmas On Bredon top were strown, My love rose up so early And stole out unbeknown And went to church alone.

In the third stanza of the prefatory ode, Lewis attempts, by "assuming a conjuror's office," to forecast his novel's reception: "Soon as your novelty is o'er, / And you are young and new no more, / In some dark dirty corner thrown, / Mouldy with damps, with cobwebs strown, / Your leaves shall be the Book-worms prey" (3).

The words of Omar Khayyam, 'With me along some Strip of Herbage strown, that just divides the desert from the sown', seemed to perfectly describe the countryside.