Archive for September 7th, 2009

PENT. part. pass.

PENT. part. pass.

PENT. part. pass. of pen. Shut up.
Cut my lace asunder,
That my pent heart may have some scope to beat. Shakesp.
The son of Clarence have I pent up close. Shakespeare.
Pent to linger
But with a grain a day, I would not buy
Their mercy. Shakespeare’s Coriolanus.
Their armour help’d their harm, crush’d in, and bruis’d
Into their substance pent. Milton.
The soul pure fire, like ours, of equal force;
But pent in flesh, must issue by discourse. Dryden.
Pent up in Utica he vainly forms
A poor epitome of Roman greatness.  Addison’s Cato.