Search Details

Word: larned (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first (reverse)


Usage:

...brought up by a regiment of soldiers, then, turning out to be nobly born, goes to live in a castle and tries to become a lady. Not even Donizetti took the story very seriously. He doused it in music that falls considerably short of such masterpieces as Lucia di Larn-mermoor and L'Elisir a" A more, often seeming to be merely a chain of inconclusive finales. Before the ultimate one, though, there are limitless opportunities for the prima donna to cut up and rattle off fioriture...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Dotty Daughter | 2/28/1972 | See Source »

...deplored the jingoism of the Spanish-American War: "Whin we plant what Hogan calls th' starry banner iv freedom in th' Philippines an' give th' sacred blessin' of liberty to th' poor, downtrodden people iv thim unfortunate aisles-dam thim-we'll larn thim a lesson. We can't give ye anny votes because we haven't more thin enough to go around now, but we'll threat ye th' way a father shud threat his children if we have to break ivry bone in ye'er bodies...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Montaigne with a Brogue | 12/27/1963 | See Source »

Uncle Rollin ran his callused fingers through his white hair, spat and said: "Well, Rile, I don't know nothin' about a college. But I know one thing. There must be a heap to larn at college or else your Andy larns mighty slow...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: Dr. Andy's Crop | 11/16/1942 | See Source »

...Course you probably won't take none of our advice--allus hev to larn the hard way--but don't come whinnying to us if you get a saddle burn. The old Lazy H is one o' the best spreads agoin' 'round these parts, dern few fences and a heap of ground fer roamin'. You'll all be stabled up at the Yard the fust year, but outside o' thet yore branding is up to yoreselves...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: '45 Colts | 9/19/1941 | See Source »

When I was a little chunk of a shirt-tailed lad, a-hoeing corn on the steep hillside, I'd get to the end of a row and look up Troublesome Creek and wonder ij anybody would ever come to larn the young 'uns. Nobody ever come in. Nobody ever went out. We jist growed up and never knowed nothin'. I can't read nor write; many of my chilluns can't read nor write, but I have grands and greats as is the purtiest speakin' and the easiest larnin' of any chilluns...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: School in Caney Valley | 4/8/1940 | See Source »

| 1 | 2 | Next