moke
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Many a rhyming moke, Sense from rhyme sundered: Many wrote well, but not— Not the Six Hundred.
From Tobacco; Its History, Varieties, Culture, Manufacture and Commerce by E. R. Billings
One day there appeared on the square at Passy a gray moke, with sores on its back, and drooping ears, one of those wretched mountebanks’ asses that Decamps and Fouquet used to paint so well.
From My Private Menagerie from The Works of Theophile Gautier Volume 19 by Théophile Gautier
Provided all one's kit had been put on a cart, the easiest way was often to let the moke go where it liked, and walk on oneself without it.
From A Kut Prisoner by H. C. W. Bishop
Grey mare belongs to you, boss—don't she?—an' the black moke with the Roman nose follerin'?
From Such Is Life by Joseph Furphy
After Jacob had got well past I went over to the horse, which was still feeding, and found it was my old moke, ready saddled-up.
From The White Hecatomb And other Stories by W. C. (William Charles) Scully
“You been beefin’ with mokes already,” Mike said to me.
From The New Yorker ● May 25, 2015
Mess-hall waiters are sometimes called "mokes," while at other times the names of certain exalted dignitaries of the Navy Department, or of the academy, are applied to them.
From American Adventures A Second Trip 'Abroad at home' by Wallace Morgan
Every Runnymede boundary man was expected to find himself in horses; and Jack, on being rated, had purchased the two quietest and most shapeless mokes on the station—or, indeed, off it.
From Such Is Life by Joseph Furphy
For there they were all turned into mokes with ears a yard long, for meddling with matters which they do not understand, as Lucius did in the story.
From The Water-Babies A Fairy Tale for a Land-Baby by Warwick Goble
Well, the point of that story is that the pace of that old coach and six mokes, I assure you, has always seemed to me faster than any motor I've ever driven.
From Love and Lucy by Maurice Henry Hewlett