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Usage examples of gourd.

I have here in my gourd A draught of wine, yea, of a ripe grape, And right anon ye shall see a good jape.

Gamba to Dian, as they met beside the stream where Dian was filling a large gourd with water and Gamba was washing the lioncloths of his mistress.

So Randolph Carter thanked the Zoogs, who fluttered amicably and gave him another gourd of moon-tree wine to take with him, and set out through the phosphorescent wood for the other side, where the rushing Skai flows down from the slopes of Lerion, and Hatheg and Nir and Ulthar dot the plain.

Randolph Carter thanked the Zoogs, who fluttered amicably and gave him another gourd of moon-tree wine to take with him, and set out through the phosphorescent wood for the other side, where the rushing Skai flows down from the slopes of Lerion, and Hatheg and Nir and Ulthar dot the plain.

The mozo from the town, having fastened his horse to a wooden post before the door, was telling them the news of Sulaco as the blackened gourd of the decoction passed from hand to hand.

Viha Nata was there, as she had promised, and wordlessly extended a clay gourd of water.

The girl held a gourd against her thigh, its nubbly gold and orange a bright splotch of color on the pale fawn skin.

There is extant among the works of Seneca a little treatise called Apocolocuntosis, that is, pumpkinification, or the metamorphosis into a gourd, a sharp satire levelled against the apotheosis of the Emperor Claudius.

Gathering his gourd, bowl, and chicken carcass, the skald withdrew and Harald came before the assembly, declaring himself pleased that so many had answered his summons.

Gourds filled with a greenish liquor that was dipped from a troughlike container made of a hollow log, passed among the assembled voodooists quite often.

The beer was brought in great gourds, the oxen roasted whole over the pits of glowing coals, and the lithe Yuye maids danced naked, their yellow bodies glistening with oil in the sunlight.

When the player struck the marimba with small hammers, the gourds gave out soft, plaintive tones, perfectly in key.

The marimba player was packing up his gourds, anxious to get away from this dangerous vicinity.

With another laugh, the marimba player continued the jest by plucking one of the larger gourds from beneath the keyboard.

He was plucking gourds from his marimba, like grapes off a bunch, and tossing them behind him.