Ewerful

This is a wonderful place: a cream-ewerful skimmed off the great pan of London.

That lie on ivory diwans and sprawl on their couches—another luxurious custom, which filled this rude shepherd with contempt—and eat lambs from the flock and calves from the midst of the stall—that is, only the most delicate of meats—who prate or purr or babble to the sound of the viol, and as if they were David himself invent for them instruments of song; who drink wine by ewerfuls—waterpotfuls—and anoint with the finest of oils—yet never do they grieve at the havoc of Joseph!

Like many another genius he was also passionately fond of water. In the city he often recaptured inspiration by playing with a ewerful of it, pouring it over his hands and head.

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I gasped like someone wakened from a sleepwalk, as shocked as if the ewerful of water had struck my face instead of Kambar Ali Street.

He saw a future where he learned the art of brewing root beer and brought Halley root beer floats by the ewerful.

“It was actually Hippocrates, another Greek physician, who discovered the humors,” she tells me as I pour a ewerful of water over her hair, careful that it not sluice into her eyes.