Rollin' pin and cake board to Serry, two flat-irons to Emmy, small tub to Emmy, large one to Serry, balanced by the tin water pail.
"Other Main-Travelled Roads" by Hamlin Garland
We did so, and lay on the grass in serried heaps.
"The Right Stuff" by Ian Hay
They stood there looking down between the serried lines of trees.
"A Mating in the Wilds" by Ottwell Binns
You perceive a serried line, or rather a series of serried lines, running from the base in a vertical direction.
"The Cliff Climbers" by Captain Mayne Reid
Again the serried ranks of foot advanced with fierce shouts, threatening the destruction of our little garrison.
"The Boy who sailed with Blake" by W.H.G. Kingston
Swiftly, surely, their serried ranks were closing in on the Christian band.
"With Spurs of Gold" by Frances Nimmo Greene
The old fellow howled in terror and plunged into the crowd, his trembling plume remaining visible above their serried heads.
"Tartarin On The Alps" by Alphonse Daudet
No halt save for the quick closing up into serried, orderly columns.
"The Bronze Eagle" by Emmuska Orczy, Baroness Orczy
And he looked again about the room, but saw nothing; except the furniture, the dancing fire, and the serried ranks of the books.
"Tongues of Conscience" by Robert Smythe Hichens
Correscations of the serry beltum.
"A Spoil of Office" by Hamlin Garland
An indescribable shiver of awe ran through the dense and serried ranks of armed warriors, followed by a terrible tumult.
"The Sign of the Spider" by Bertram Mitford
Mechanically, his eyes roved along the serried shelves of books, and a new light came into them.
"The Doomsman" by Van Tassel Sutphen
She only felt that she "entertained" when she beheld serried ranks of guests stretching away from her on either hand.
"Ainslee's, Vol. 15, No. 5, June 1905" by Various
Her eyes shrank from the piled serried buildings of Manhattan.
"IT and Other Stories" by Gouverneur Morris
He noted the faces of women, behind the dark serried ranks of the warriors, peering eagerly at him.
"'Tween Snow and Fire" by Bertram Mitford
All along the benches sat serried multitudes of members, whispering, chattering, perspiring.
"Years of Plenty" by Ivor Brown
Feebly, but fearfully, with glaring eyes and hideous grin, they rushed upon the serried ranks of the besiegers.
"Sketches of Aboriginal Life" by V. V. Vide
The volumes stand in serried ranks at attention, listening eagerly, one may fancy, for the command.
"The Master's Violin" by Myrtle Reed
Because he wasn't, the leisured and the cultured sat in serried ranks at his feet.
"Stand Up, Ye Dead" by Norman Maclean
Those on foot led the way, with serried ranks, bearing their bows.
"The Chronicle of the Norman Conquest" by Master Wace
The phalanxes of corn stand grim and serried,
Dull gold the sodden sheaves,
The violets that smiled with Spring are buried
Under the leaves.
"Under The Leaves" by Leigh Gordon Giltner
"I heard the groans, I mark'd the tears
I saw the wound his bosom bore,
When on the serried Saxon spears
He pour'd his clan's resistless roar.
"Glenfinlas; or, Lord Ronald's Coronach" by Sir Walter Scott
There soldiers stood with armor on,
In steel-clad ranks and serried,
The while their red swords flashed upon
The slaves whose rights they buried.
"In Rome" by Abram Joseph Ryan
No longer now my curtained sight,
On serried books and pictures dwelling,
Of long-neglected work is telling,
But looks beyond the travelling night.
"Erskine" by John Le Gay Brereton
Still the wind pipes under the serried spears
Of frozen boughs a desolate rhyme,
But I hear the rustle of golden ears,
And in my heart it is summer time.
"Pictures in the Fire" by Kate Seymour Maclean
And we took her up, and bore her,
With the leaves that moaned before her,
To the holy forest bowers,
Where the trees were dense and serried,
And her corpse we buried, buried,
In the graveyard of the flowers.
"Lament Of The Winds" by Archibald Lampman