pot-sick

Every morning I see her eyes mooning out through the panes of glass like a pot-sick winder-flower; and as Leaf sings a very high treble, and we don’t know what we should do without en for upper G, we’ll let en come as a trate, poor feller.”

Under the Greenwood Tree 2006

Every morning I see her eyes mooning out through the panes of glass like a pot-sick winder-flower; and as Leaf sings a very high treble, and we don't know what we should do without en for upper G, we'll let en come as a trate, poor feller. "

Under the Greenwood Tree, or, the Mellstock quire; a rural painting of the Dutch school Thomas Hardy 1884