The owld Quoitnow es more like a crellas, though 'a still got a bra' gayte rock for a roof.
But a gust of wind came from the sea, and carried the quoit aside, and far beyond all the rest; and it fell on the foot of Acrisius, and he swooned away with the pain.
I had just sent my quoit up into the air as usual, when jealous Zephyr (damned be he above all winds!
I trust to see your lordship quoitthem all down stairs," answered Pearson.
But the will of the gods was accomplished towards Acrisius, his grandfather, for he died from the falling of a quoit which Perseus had thrown in a game.
Oxenham gave them a few final curses, and told them that, if such were their temper, they should not so much as touch a quoit of the treasure, but that he would get Maroons to carry it.
In two of his four hands he holds the Chakra, or Soudarsana, which here appears something like a quoit with rays proceeding from it.
This mighty quoit Aetion wont to rear, And from his whirling arm dismiss in air; The giant by Achilles slain, he stow’d Among his spoils this memorable load.
Come and wrestle with us, and see who can pitch the quoit the farthest.
Come and wrestle with the others, Let us pitch the quoit together!
Away up among them is another huge quoit or cromlech, probably marking the burial-place of some chieftain long before Arthur's date.
By way of Madron we should pass the Lanyon Quoit or Cromlech, a great slab of rock 18 feet long, supported on three other slabs which are just a little too low to allow a man to stand upright beneath it.
In England we have numerous examples in Cornwall, especially west of Falmouth, among which are Chun Quoit and Lanyon Quoit.
The line joining the centres of B and A passes through a menhir called Hauptville's Quoit away to the north-east, while that which joins the centres of C and A cuts a group of three menhirs called The Cove, lying to the south-west.
Achilles next offered the massive iron quoit which mighty Eetion had erewhile been used to hurl, until Achilles had slain him and carried it off in his ships along with other spoils.
Come and wrestle with the others; Let us pitch the quoit together!
Close by the leapers is another stretch of yellow sand reserved for the quoit throwers.
But there is abundant honor for one who has triumphed in ANY of the great contests; and even as we go out we see people pointing to a bent old man and saying, "Yes; he won the quoit hurling at the Nema when Ithycles was archon.
Herein he will successfully join in running, javelin casting, quoit throwing, leaping, and wrestling.
The range of the quoit hurlers in turn seems very great, but we cannot delay to await the issue.
Here to right and to left are short stretches of soft sand divided into convenient sections for wrestling, for quoit hurling, for javelin casting, and for jumping; but a loud shout and cheering soon draw us onward.
A sort of rivalry grew up in the furnishing of each quoit with inscriptions bearing on the foibles and peculiarities of the different players, and the tendency to joking and sarcasm of the good Salzburgers was thereby encouraged and indulged.
At the next quoit-playing meeting in Salzburg there appeared on the quoit a representation of "the sad adieux of two persons dissolved in tears, Wolfgang and his cousin.
The bolt-shooting is never forgotten in the family correspondence; amusing quoit pictures are forwarded to absent members, and their share of the winnings received by their proxies.
When she was near, the quoit flew from his arm with a stronger whirl, and his steps approached more swiftly to the destined goal.
Here a few shepherds, apart from the rest, flung the ponderous quoit that sung along the air.
He took his stand, measured the distance with his eye, then with a run flew up the rising, and at its summit his body bent double, while the heavy quoit flew away.
Thrice his discus sped out as far as ever man had seen a quoitfly in Hellas.
It was said that Zephyrus (the West wind), who was also fond of Hyacinthus and jealous of his preference of Apollo, blew the quoit out of its course to make it strike Hyacinthus.
Hyacinthus watched it as it flew, and excited with the sport ran forward to seize it, eager to make his throw, when the quoit bounded from the earth and struck him in the forehead.
Quoits" are heavy rings made of iron: each player takes one, and throws it with all his strength at a peg fixed in the ground, and the one who throws his quoit nearest to the peg wins the game.
It is Acrisius, King of Argos, whom your unlucky quoithas killed!
