famish

“The lesson of the digital era: Chase fads, fantasy and clicks, you fade or famish,” Mr. VandeHei said.

“What will it avail you to take that by force you may quickly have by love? Or to destroy them that provide you food? What can you get by war when we can hide our provisions and fly to the woods? Whereby you must famish by wronging us, your friends.”

Play with the sounds bouncing around: “stark” to “stock,” “famish” to “fathered.”

I sleep not; I watch: in blows the wind ice-wing'd and ice-fingered: My forehead it cools and slakes the fire in my breast; Though it sighs o'er the plains where oft thine exiles look'd back, and long lingered, And the graves where thy famish'd lie dumb and thine outcasts find rest.

But rather famish them amid their plenty.