 | Allen Kent, Harold Lancour, Jay E. Daily - Language Arts & Disciplines - 1981 - 482 pages
...proverbial Englishman, but of the library administrator" and have even adopted the giant's battle cry, "be he alive or be he dead, I'll grind his bones to make my bread" (42). Prior to the 1960s support staffs relied most heavily on merit systems, civil service... | |
 | Rafa?l Francis David Amadeus Newman - Literary Criticism - 2002 - 348 pages
...in fire, thunder, and brimstone over them. 'Fee, fie, fo, fum,/I smell the blood of a Jewish man!/Be he alive or be he dead, /I'll grind his bones to make my bread. 'Thus sang the brown giants in chorus, while they trampled with their heavy boots on God's... | |
 | Jack Zipes - Activity programs in education - 2004 - 324 pages
...which Jack faces the two-headed Welsh giant Thunderel, the giant utters the famous verse, Fee, fau, fum, I smell the blood of an English man, Be he alive, or be he dead, I'll grind his bones to make my bread. But it is Jack who defeats the giant using a magic cloak, cap, and shoes, all traditional... | |
 | Julie Orrell - English fiction - 2004 - 68 pages
...flash, Jack jumped into the meat safe and hid. "Fee, fi, fo, fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman! Be he alive or be he dead, I'll grind his bones to make my bread!" roared the giant. "Tis only your dinner cooking," muttered his wife, setting a giant plate... | |
 | Alan Crawford - Active learning - 2005 - 260 pages
...they heard the great front door slam shut. "Fee, fie, foe, fum! I smell the blood of an Englishman! Be he alive or be he dead, I'll grind his bones To make my bread!" "Better hide in this copper pot, quick now, Jack!" Jack crawled up into a big copper cooking... | |
 | Natalya Tcachenco - 2005 - 528 pages
...the river I found a good spot near the bridge and cast my line. Shurik stayed close to me, mumbling: Be he alive, or be he dead, I'll grind his bones to make my bread! He'd be still for a few moments and then start in again. Be he alive, or be he dead... Suddenly,... | |
 | Fairy tales - 2005 - 188 pages
...giant bellowed out in his commanding voice: "Fé, Fi, Fo, Fum! I smell the breath of a little one. Be he alive or be he dead, I'll grind his bones to make my bread." "No, no dear. Meatballs!" said the giantess. "You can smell the meatballs I'm boiling for... | |
 | Charlotte Moore - Biography & Autobiography - 2006 - 364 pages
...phrase repeatedly chanted with slight variations. "Fee, fi, fo, fum! I smell the blood of an Englishman. Be he alive or be he dead, I'll grind his bones to make my bread." "Run, run, as fast as you can, you can't catch me, I'm the gingerbread man!" Presumably... | |
 | William Roetzheim - Juvenile Fiction - 2007 - 808 pages
...ogre got into the house than he began shouting: "Fee-fi-fo-fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman. Be he alive, or be he dead, I'll grind his bones to make my bread." For, see you, the copper-lid didn't fit tight like the oven door, and ogres have noses like... | |
 | Marina Warner - Social Science - 2007 - 470 pages
...as the giant comes sniffing for his prey: 'Fee Fie Fo Fum I smell the blood of an Englishman . . . Be he alive or be he dead I'll grind his bones to make my bread.' A second group of sprightly giant-killing tales centres on the tiny hero Tom Thumb, a cousin... | |
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Fee, fi, fo, fum ! I smell the blood of an Englishman ! Be he alive or be he dead, I'll grind his bones to make me bread ! " " Say'st thou so," said Jack ; " then thou art a monstrous miller indeed. 
