Stinking breath not to be cast on your lord, [20/302].
Stirring, don’t be too, [259/18]; [p. 261], l. S.
Stockdove, [25/397].
Stockfish, [39/558]; [p. 98]; [58/845]; [p. 121]. ‘The Icelandic fare is not more inviting than the houses. Stockfish and butter eaten in alternate mouthfuls form the ordinary materials of a meal. The former, however, has to be pummelled on a stone anvil with a sledge hammer before even the natives can bite it; and, after it has undergone this preparation, seems, according to Mr Shepherd, to require teeth to the manner born. The latter is made from sheep’s milk, and as it is kept through the winter in skins, becomes “rancid beyond conception in the early spring.”’—Chronicle, Aug. 10, 1867, on Shepherd’s North-West Peninsula of Iceland.
Stocks, the porter keeps the, [188/362].
Stomach the body’s kitchen, [136/14-15].
Stomacher, [61/893]; [168/30].
Stop strife between brothers, [185/271].
Stork; it snuffles, don’t you, [211/59].