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There is wind where the rose was,
Cold rain where sweet grass was,
And clouds like sheep
Stream o'er the steep
Grey skies where the lark was.

Nought warm where your hand was,
Nought gold where your hair was,
But phantom, forlorn,
Beneath the thorn,
Your ghost where your face was.

Cold wind where your voice was,
Tears, tears where my heart was,
And ever with me,
Child, ever with me,
Silence where hope was.

November by Walter de la Mare
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Be in for something

HeknerHekner Posts: 1,490 ✭✭✭✭✭
"Miss Kaye lingered over pudding, evidently with the intention of allowing the latecomers a few extra minutes, then, rising and saying grace, she announced:

'Linda Marshall and Sylvia Lindsay will come to my study at a quarter to two,' and left the room.

'We're in for it now,' said Linda, clasping Sylvia by the hand as they met in the passage."




to be in for something - to be going to experience something unpleasant very soon


The weather forecast says we're in for heavy rain this evening.

You'll be in for it (= she will be very angry) if you don't do what she tells you. (CALD)
"The world was a fantastic, marvelous, awesome place, Rose decided."

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  • [Deleted User][Deleted User] Posts: 0
    If you don't do your homework in time, you will be in for it.
  • kindgnicekindgnice LEO Motivator!!! Posts: 7,669 mod
    I don't want to be in for a heavy rain!
  • Shiny03Shiny03 Posts: 2,852 ✭✭✭✭✭
    A volcano is erupting and a mass earthquake is taking place off the coast in the country.
    It looks like we're in for more bad news.
  • filauziofilauzio Posts: 1,615 ✭✭✭✭✭
    These the facts: there were two women; one was a milkmaid, who had been formerly involved in a love affair with the farmer who owned the dairy; presently she had been replaced, in the favour of the man, by a younger fresher woman.
    For this reason, she had been compelled by such bitter reality to put aside her hopes in a better easier life, therefore constrained to get along in a even more humbly resigned attitude, with her main occupation of milking cows.
    The other one was the bride of the owner; she was a young, rosy-cheeked woman, whose beauty was accompanied by the kindness of manners, together with the sweetness of words.
    Whenever she chanced to speak to the country folk, who, on their part, never lack the opportunity to stare at her, if just for a while, contemplating her beauty and kindness, she graced them as it was a dreamy relief of their daily burden.
    One night, while the wind was howling among the trees, the milkmaid was staying up; it was quite late when she decided to go to sleep; it wasn't a calm rest, however, and a nightmare soon arose openly to definitely spoil her lying down; it assumed the shape of her rival, who was sitting on her chest and suddenly flung out before her face the left hand wearing the wedding ring.
    Should you call it a mocking affront to her deepest feeling ? What's worse, the scene repeated itself more and more times; at last, dismayed as she had grown, struggling in cold sweat, she seized the rival left arm in a tight clasp, and threw the gosth down onto the floor of the bedroom.
    It was just a dream, though a most dreadful kind of; the next day, nonetheless, it happened that the young bride began to suffer pain in the left arm being hold in such clutch in the course of her rival's nightmare.
    The arm began to wither, wrinkle and never recovered the previous freshness anymore.
    The young woman grew more and more frustrated, since any remedies, such as ointments, mystic herbs, charms she had tried resulted to be of no use at all.
    Finally, having been told that there lived, in the surroundings of her town, a man with magic powers, a wizard, who was maybe her last chance to get a remedy for her injured arm, she thought it wouldn't do any harm to pay a call to him.
    The milkmaid, on her part, having heard of the bad thing happening, grew troubled and anxious, quite dread indeed, of having evil magic powers herself.
    She secretly feared also that the gossip which used to be so common among folks, of her having had powers of witch in the past, might be thrown in the spotlight as the real cause of the withered arm; after all she was expected to be the one entitled to bear some sort of resentment for being dethroned in the shared man's favour.
    Then, since the wizard was known of being able to discover who might have cast the spell on the unhappy woman, she really thought of being in for something.

    ( This is from a short story by Thomas Hardy entitled: ' The withered arm ' ).
    glad to stop strict diet, splashed in belly flop? Don't care you're not light, here on English hop !
  • takafromtokyotakafromtokyo Posts: 2,296 ✭✭✭✭
    The family of four had been found dead in the crashed car. Scattered toys and guidebooks indicated that they had had no idea what they were in for when they drove off that morning.
  • filauziofilauzio Posts: 1,615 ✭✭✭✭✭
    He had ploughed his way up to the very feet of the icy precipice towering before him, together with the team of climbers who had taken him on, as they held him as an experienced mountaineer.
    The next night, in order to build a shelter, he stepped out in search of loose stones in the rising darkness only just dimly moonlit: then the accident arose.
    He slipped on the icy ground and fell down to the steep slope lying below there.
    Here, he kept sliding down along with the avalanche his fall had caused, till he finally, after rolling over and over, lay down at the bottom, facing the snow which now surrounded him in a soft heap.
    He struggled to work himself loose and decided no bone was broken, although his joints and limbs were aching.
    He started off in a paroxysm of sobbing laughters, for the strictly avoided death, only to think he would be in soon for something worse.
    glad to stop strict diet, splashed in belly flop? Don't care you're not light, here on English hop !
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