Crossword-Solution: PYET
Dictionary
| Word | Word Type | Definition |
|---|---|---|
| Pyet | n. | A magpie; a piet. |
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| Word | Anagrams | |
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| PYET | anagram | TYPE |
We have 2 clues for the answer “PYET”
| Clue | Answers |
|---|---|
| Magpie: Var. | 3 answers |
| magpie | 37 answers |
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Poet’s word, with inverted comma, for the end of the day
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Hint 1 meaning
The old plural of Eye.
Hint 2 anagram
NEE
Hint 3 another clue
AND STILL ___
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Sentences with PYET (5)
The prisoner I speak of is better booty—a jolly monk riding to visit his leman, an I may judge by his horse-gear and wearing apparel.—Here cometh the worthy prelate, as pert as a pyet.” And, between two yeomen, was brought before the silvan throne of the outlaw Chief, our old friend, Prior Aymer of Jorvaulx.
The hospice shall bear it!' 'Hush, hush! sweet pyet; mine own name is what they must not bear.' 'Ah! but the people will give it; and our Holy Father the Pope, he will put thee into the canon of saints.
But, hark ye, friend! I charge you strictly Peruse them, an' return them quickly, For now I'm grown sae cursed douce I pray and ponder butt the house, My shins, my lane, I there sit roastin', Perusing Bunyan, Brown, an' Boston; Till by an' by, if I haud on, I'll grunt a real gospel groan: Already I begin to try it, To cast my e'en up like a pyet, When by the gun she tumbles o'er, Flutt'ring an' gasping in her gore: Sae shortly you shall see me bright, A burning and a shining light.
For we hae play'd aneath its shade a chuffie-cheekit bairn, Unkennin' o', uncarin' for, cauld care or crosses stern, And ran around it at the ba' when we frae schule wan free; Then wha daur say we sudna lo'e the auld aik-tree? We 've speel'd upon its foggie stem and dern'd amang its green, To catch the pyet in her nest amidst the grays o' e'en; And watch'd the gooldie bringin' doon to big her hame sae wee Atween the cosie forkings o' the auld aik-tree.
The scared water-pyet flits away from stone to stone, and dipping, disappears among the airy bubbles, to him a new sight of joy and wonder.
Where this answer appears
Appears in: NYT.
Used 1 time in crossword archives (1949).