Most of these books were merely stupid, though some of them added the distinction of
silliness. Among them, they brought the word 'cynic' into disfavor so deep that any book bearing it was discredited in advance of publication."
The hymn must therefore be later than that date, though Terpander, according to Weir Smyth (16), may have only modified the scale of the lyre; yet while the burlesque character precludes an early date, this feature is far removed, as Allen and Sikes remark, from the
silliness of the "Battle of the Frogs and Mice", so that a date in the earlier part of the sixth century is most probable.
It was the smile that did it, convicting Joan in her own eyes of the
silliness of her cry and sending over her face the most amazing blush he had ever seen.
For that one moment he dropped his
silliness and spoke with dignity.
And when Wordsworth remembers his own rules and keeps to them there is no glamour, and his simplicity is apt to seem to us mere
silliness.
"Probably there's some new
silliness about it," said Mrs.
Among the third and fourth year students there was a certain amount of going to and from the trains in couples; some carrying of heavy books up the hill by the sterner sex for their feminine schoolmates, and occasional bursts of
silliness on the part of heedless and precocious girls, among whom was Huldah Meserve.
'In the pony carriage?' asked the Admiral, with the
silliness of extreme surprise.
Perhaps it's pure
silliness, but I feel that I can love much, give much--give all, and in return, though I don't want all, I want much--and I want much more than your money would permit you to give me.
Because his favourite wife, mother of his eldest born, had dared out of
silliness of affection to violate one of his kingly tamboos, he had had her killed and had himself selfishly and religiously eaten the last of her even to the marrow of her cracked joints, sharing no morsel with his boonest of comrades.
To-night, for the first time in my life, I saw through the hollowness, the sham, the
silliness of the empty pageant in which I had always played.
As to countenance--a wizened, wrinkled, sunburned face, and long, sleek locks of scanty gray hair; as to character--an incredible mixture of homely sense and sheer
silliness; of a rich man's overbearing ways, and a total lack of manners; just the kind of husband who is almost entirely led by his wife, yet imagines himself to be the master; apt to domineer in trifles, and to let more important things slip past unheeded--there you have the man!