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- n. soot, smut
- n. dust
- n. grease
- v. Eye dialect spelling of come.
from the GNU version of the Collaborative International Dictionary of English
- n. Soot; coal dust; refuse matter, as the dirty grease which comes from axle boxes, or the refuse at the mouth of an oven.
from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
- n. Coal-dust; culm.
- n. Soot.
- n. The matter that works out of the naves or boxes of carriage-wheels.
- n. The dust and scrapings of wood produced in sawing.
- n. An old English dry measure of 4 bushels, or half a quarter (equal to 141 liters), not yet entirely disused. Also spelled coomb.
- n. The wooden frame used in building the arch of a bridge.
The whole side of the peat-stack had tumbled bodily into the great "black peat-hole" from which the winter's peats had come, and which was a favourite lair of Jock's own, being ankle-deep in fragrant dry peat "coom" -- which is, strange to say, a perfectly clean and even a luxurious bedding, far to be preferred as a couch to "flock" or its kindred abominations.
Most had been on Everest for more than a month, hauling gear to the base camp and then furnishing successively higher temporary camps along the glacial valley known as the Western Cwm (pronounced "coom").
Then th 'feller sammed up th' coppers, an 'coom'd reight to whear we wor, an' climbed ovver th 'wall.
I emerged from the theater and encountered David with an apparatus around his head and he yelled at me "coom 'ere Braan, just listen ter this" - this was my first encounter with the Sony Walkman - at that time known as the Sony Soundabout.
"You coom from a femily ov teeves and boochers..."
‘There I lay, snoog in schoolmeasther’s bed long efther it was dark, and nobody coom nigh the pleace.
‘Stars and garthers, chap!’ said John, ‘wa’at dost thou coom and say thot for?
Shortly afterwards I emerged from the coom or valley of the Rhymni, and entered upon a fertile and tolerably level district.
Some minutes elapsed before Dolly could make shift to exclaim, “Am coom to live and daai with my beloved leady!” — “Dear Dolly!” cried her mistress,
‘Cross the rhaine,’ they shouted out, ‘cross the rhaine, and coom within rache:’ but the other mongrel Britons, with a mongrel at their head, found it pleasanter to shoot men who could not shoot in answer, than to meet the chance of mischief from strong arms, and stronger hearts.