My learned lord, we pray you to proceed, And justly and religiously unfold Why the law Salique, that they have in France, Or should or should not bar us in our claim; And God forbid, my dear and faithful lord, That you should fashion, wrest, or bow your reading, Or nicely charge your understanding soul With opening titles miscreate whose right Suits not in native colours with the truth; For God doth know how many, now in health, Shall drop their blood in approbation Of what your reverence shall incite us to. — from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
brows Yet rests on neither
still with glance intent, Thy necks outstretched, and poising wings as yet, Claiming to rule o'er each vast continent, With feet upon their gateways firmly set; An empire's diadem hangs o'er thy brows, Yet rests on neither;—as if glory's aim Waited on fortune to inspire her vows, And ratify ambition's lofty claim;— — from The Strife of the Roses and Days of the Tudors in the West by W. H. Hamilton (William Henry Hamilton) Rogers
but your receiving or not
I am sure you are fit for, as you are fond of, teaching, and the desire to raise the standard both of teaching and teachers is good, but your receiving or not receiving wages for the work, can neither help or hinder the matter. — from The Life of Sophia Jex-Blake by Graham Travers
bow your reading Or nicely
My learned lord, we pray you to proceed And justly and religiously unfold Why the law Salique that they have in France Or should, or should not, bar us in our claim; And God forbid, my dear and faithful lord, That you should fashion, wrest, or bow your reading, Or nicely charge your understanding soul With opening titles miscreate, whose right Suits not in native colours with the truth; For God doth know how many now in health Shall drop their blood in approbation Of what your reverence shall incite us to. — from The Life of King Henry V by William Shakespeare
But you really ought not
But you really ought not to have given me another; a hostess cannot be held accountable for all the things that careless guests lose in her house. — from Dear Enemy by Jean Webster
be yours Rhoda or no
'If there was nothing wrong between you and Mrs. Widdowson, there must be some very simple explanation of her coming to your rooms and being so anxious to see you.' 'And is it my business to discover that explanation?' 'Can it be mine?' 'It must either be yours, Rhoda, or no one's. — from The Odd Women by George Gissing
If you want to see my inspection papers, you have a right to demand them, and in turn I demand of you your credentials, showing who you work for and the list of brands you represent; otherwise no harm's done; nor do you cut any herd that I'm driving." — from The Log of a Cowboy: A Narrative of the Old Trail Days by Andy Adams
This tab, called Hiding in Plain Sight,
shows you passages from notable books where your word is accidentally (or perhaps deliberately?)
spelled out by the first letters of consecutive words.
Why would you care to know such a thing? It's not entirely clear to us, either, but
it's fun to explore! What's the longest hidden word you can find? Where is your name hiding?