1. | Shall tend thee, and the fertil burden eas. - from Paradise Lost by John Milton |
2. | Unsuckt of Lamb or Kid, that tend thir play. - from Paradise Lost by John Milton |
3. | Still tend from bad to worse, till God at las. - from Paradise Lost by John Milton |
4. | This Garden, still to tend Plant, Herb and Flour. - from Paradise Lost by John Milton |
5. | And these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them. - from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman |
6. | To plant and tend the tree, the berry, vegetables, flowers. - from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman |
7. | To merge all in the travel they tend to, and the days and night. - from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman |
8. | _Self-Question _--_Do I tend to follow, of my own accord, for th. - from How to Analyze People on Sight by Elsie Lincoln Benedict and Ralph Paine Benedict |
9. | So many hours must I tend my floc. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |
10. | And everything tends to make him fat. - from How to Analyze People on Sight by Elsie Lincoln Benedict and Ralph Paine Benedict |
11. | Faire Angel, thy desire which tends to kno. - from Paradise Lost by John Milton |
12. | Shelters in coole, and tends his pasturing Herd. - from Paradise Lost by John Milton |
13. | He so constantly tends to taking the easy way out. - from How to Analyze People on Sight by Elsie Lincoln Benedict and Ralph Paine Benedict |
14. | Lysander, whereto tends all thi. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |
15. | Everything in his organism tends to suddenness and not to sameness. - from How to Analyze People on Sight by Elsie Lincoln Benedict and Ralph Paine Benedict |
16. | The Thoracic tends to have more narrow, high-arched feet than other types. - from How to Analyze People on Sight by Elsie Lincoln Benedict and Ralph Paine Benedict |
17. | That tends to vice in man but I affir. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |
18. | Peter was such a small boy that one tends to wonder at the man's hatred of him. - from Peter Pan by James M. Barrie |