coign

• Shosshi replied that he had not taken sixpence, that the coign was not one of vantage. —  Children of the Ghetto A Study of a Peculiar People
• With vantage-coign, or advantageous corner, cp. —  Marmion
• And bastion, tower, and vantage-coign: —  Marmion
• The turret held a narrow stair, Which, mounted, gave you access where A parapet's embattled row Did seaward round the castle go 40 Sometimes in dizzy steps descending, Sometimes in narrow circuit bending, Sometimes in platform broad extending, Its varying circle did combine Bulwark, and bartisan, and line 45 And bastion, tower, and vantage-coign: Above the booming ocean leant The far-projecting battlement; The billows burst, in ceaseless flow, Upon the precipice below 50 Where'er Tantallon faced the land, Gate-works, and walls, were strongly mann'd; No need upon the sea-girt side; The steepy rock, and frantic tide, Approach of human step denied 55 And thus these lines, and ramparts rude, Were left in deepest solitude III And, for they were so lonely, Clare Would to these battlements repair, And muse upon her sorrows there 60 And list the sea-bird's cry; Or slow, like noontide ghost, would glide Along the dark-grey bulwarks' side, And ever on the heaving tide Look down with weary eye 65 Oft did the cliff, and swelling main, Recall the thoughts of Whitby's fane A home she ne'er might see again For she had laid adown, So Douglas bade, the hood and veil 70 And frontlet of the cloister pale And Benedictine gown: It were unseemly sight, he said, A novice out of convent shade Now her bright locks, with sunny glow 75 Again adorn'd her brow of snow; Her mantle rich, whose borders, round, A deep and fretted broidery bound, In golden foldings sought the ground; Of holy ornament, alone 80 Remain'd a cross with ruby stone And often did she look On that which in her hand she bore, With velvet bound, and broider'd o'er Her breviary book 85 In such a place, so lone, so grim, At dawning pale, or twilight dim It fearful would have been To meet a form so richly dress'd, With book in hand, and cross on breast 90 And such a woeful mien. —  Marmion
• From his coign, the implacable Robert Smith surveyed the empty room, his dour expression syncing most portentously with the unattended CD player's pronouncement that "The stars are dimmed by clouds and tears, and all I wish is gone away 2. —  F ;SF; - vol 100 issue 05 - May 2001

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