Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
- n. An obsolete preterit and past participle of swell.
- To become faint; faint; die.
- To faint with heat; swelter.
- To cause to die; kill; destroy.
- To cause to faint; overpower, as with heat; swelter.
- v. obsolete, except, dialect To die.
- v. obsolete, except, dialect To succumb or be overcome with emotion, heat, etc.; to faint or swelter
GNU Webster's 1913
- imp. of swell.
- v. obsolete To die; to perish.
- v. obsolete To faint; to swoon.
- v. Obs. or Prov. Eng. To overpower, as with heat; to cause to faint; to swelter.
- Old English sweltan. (Wiktionary)
“Which like a feuer fit through all his body swelt.”
“Well Ethen if you think that why you will be a 100 mi. offen the track because Ethen I and Prudence aint the kind that gets a swelt hed over being ast any wares like some of are naybers up here when they are ast any wares so you see Ethen even if we had been ast any wares we wouldnt of had no swelt hed.”
“Well Ethen you will be surprised O.K. to hear I & the wife took a little trip down to Boston last wk. to a T. party & I guess you are thinking we will be getting the swelt hed over being ast to a T. party.”
“Piper be hang'd, knave! look, the dancers swelt them.”
“But he shall never have better eating fellows, if he would swelt his heart.”
“With the old sit in his shoulders, and the new satin atlas onder his uxter, erning his breadth to the swelt of his proud and, picking up the emberose of the lizod lights, his tail toiled of spume and spawn, and the bulk of him, and hulk of him as whenever it was he reddled a ruad to riddle a rede from the sphinxish pairc while Ede was a guardin, ere love a side issue.”
“Well after a while we woke the Boston fish up & we all went home & I was feeling pretty good on acct. it being such a nice night & all the stars being out & etc. & when I got home I said Prudence guess what hapend & she says I can guess & I says Prudence I have been elect it a minit man & she says well go on up stares & sleep it off & I says sleep what off & she says stop talking so loud do you want the naybers to wake up & I says whos talking loud & she says o go to bed & I says I am talking in conversational tones & she says well you must be conversing with somebody in Boston & I says o you mean that little blond on Beecon St. & Ethen she went a 1,000,000 mi. up in the air & I seen it wasnt no use to try & tell her that the reason I was feeling good was on acct. having drank a Boston swelt hed to sleep without feeling any affects & I bet the next time I get a chanct I am going to get snooted right because a fello gets blamed just as much if he doesnt feel the affects as if he was brought home in a stuper & I was just kidding her about that blond on Beecon St. Some women dont know when they are well off Ethen & I bet that guy from Bostons Tom Duffy I mean wife wishes she was in Prudences shoes instead of her having married a man what cant holt no more than a qt. without being brought home in a stuper.”
“9 Which like a fever-fit through all his body swelt. swelt > broiled”
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