How many miles is itt, mad[a']me, 125 Betwixt yond English lords and mee?
Nowe cutt my ropes, itt is time to be gon; Ile fetch yond pedlars backe mysell.
The king lookt over his left shoulder, 25 And an angrye look then looked hee; "Have I never a lorde in all my realme, Will feitch yond traytor unto mee?
And sclendre wyves, feble as in bataille, Beth egre as is a tygre yond in Inde; Ay clappeth as a mille, I yow consaille.
The fairnesse of that lady that I see (240) Yond in the gardin romen to and fro, Is cause of al my crying and my wo.
XXIV ‘How many miles is’t, thou good ladye, Betwixt yond English lord and mee?
VII The King looket over his left shouldèr, Amongst his lords and barrons so free: ‘Have I never a lord in all my realme Will fetch yond traitor unto me?
XXII ‘But who beene yonder, my good ladye, That walkes soe royallye on yond greene?
Under yond yew tree lay thee all along, Holding thine ear close to the hollow ground.
Tell me, good my friend, What torch is yond that vainly lends his light To grubs and eyeless skulls?
They can sing admirably, They never lose their maiden-heads: I would fool any way To make him merry now: methink yond rocks yonder Shew like inchanted Cells, where they inhabit.
Hark how yond purling stream dances, and murmurs, The Birds sing softly too: pray take some rest, Sir.
I left yond fields so fair to view; I left yond mountain pass and peaks; I left two een so bonny blue, A dimpled chin and rosy cheeks.
Yond vessel that tussels the ocean to plough, While waves they are dashing and winds they do blow, May be shattered asunder from stern unto stem, So let us inquire before we condemn.
My prophecy is but half his journey yet; For yonder walls, that pertly front your town, Yond towers, whose wanton tops do buss the clouds, Must kiss their own feet.
Goe binde thou vp yond dangling Apricocks, Which like vnruly Children, make their Syre Stoupe with oppression of their prodigall weight: Giue some supportance to the bending twigges.
Ye felen wel your-self that I not lye; Lo, yondhe rit!
Lo, yond saugh I myn owene lady daunce; 565 And in that temple, with hir eyen clere, Me coughte first my righte lady dere.
And yond I saugh hir to hir fader ryde, For sorwe of which myn herte shal to-cleve.
And yond so goodly gan she me biholde, That to the deeth myn herte is to hir holde.
The fishermen that walk upon the beach Appear like mice; and yond tall anchoring bark, Diminish'd to her cock; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight.
Behold yond simp'ring dame, Whose face between her forks presageth snow, That minces virtue, and does shake the head To hear of pleasure's name.
Buske yee, bowne yee, my merry men all, And John shall goe with mee, For Ile goe seeke yond wight yeomen, In greenwood where they bee.
Titinius, if thou lovest me, Mount thou my horse and hide thy spurs in him, Till he have brought thee up to yonder troops And here again, that I may rest assured Whether yond troops are friend or enemy.
Titinius, if thou lovest me, Mount thou my horse and hide thy spurs in him, Till he have brought thee up to yonder troops And here again; that I may rest assured Whether yond troops are friend or enemy.
They say, my lords, Ira furor brevis est; butyond man is ever angry.
Look with thine ears: see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief.
Take a trumpet, herald, Ride thou unto the horsemen on yond hill; If they will fight with us, bid them come down Or void the field; they do offend our sight.
Yond same black cloud, yond huge one, looks like a foul bombard that would shed his liquor.
The above list will hopefully give you a few useful examples demonstrating the appropriate usage of "yond" in a variety of sentences. We hope that you will now be able to make sentences using this word.
