词汇:poorly

adv. 贫穷地;贫乏地;不充分地

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Will, on your own time, you can do what you like. When I set up a meeting, with my associates, and you don't show up it reflects poorly on me.
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That was so poorly handled.
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[Tony poorly flicks a paper football towards Nebula]
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Chief among them. I note how poorly I have treated Mr Gibbs, my loyal first mate.
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The next day, since the weather continued pretty, he decided to go to Fort Benton himself. Major Court had indicated that the Army might frequently need beef if the winter got bad and the tribes fared poorly. After all, he had come to Montana in the hope of selling cattle. Once the news reached Texas that they had made the drive, others would soon follow, probably by next fall, and it was well to establish good connections with the Army, the only buyer in the Territory who might want beef.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
He found the old trapper, Hugh Auld, sitting in front of the dry goods store. It was a cloudy day and a cool wind blew. The wind had a wintry feel, though it had been hot the day before. Call knew they didn’t have long before winter, and his men were poorly equipped.
他发现老猎手休·奥尔德坐在干货店前。那是一个阴天,刮着凉爽的风。尽管前一天天气很热,但风还是有一种冬天的感觉。Call知道他们离冬天不远了,他的部下装备很差。
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“I oughtn’t to have had to, but you never got around to it, so I did,” Augustus said. “All you can do about it now is shoot me, which would be a blessing. I feel mighty poorly, and embarrassed to boot.” “Why embarrassed?,” Call asked.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Are you poorly?” Pea asked.
“你身体不舒服吗?”豌豆问。
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Fortunately the Indians were poorly mounted—their horses were no match for the Hat Creek horses, and the two men soon widened the gap between them and their pursuers. They were out of range of arrows, and of bullets too, Pea hoped, but he had hardly hoped it when a bullet stung him just above the shoulder blade. But the creek was only three or four miles ahead. If they could make it there would be time enough to worry about wounds.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“You feeling poorly?” Call asked.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“I need to ask you a favor,” she said. “Could you help me turn my husband, or are you feeling too poorly?” He would help her, of course. Several times he had helped her with her husband. The man had lost so much weight that July could simply lift him while Clara changed the bedding. The first time it bothered him a good deal, for the man never closed his eyes. That night he worried about what the man might think—another man coming in with his wife. Clara was businesslike about it, telling him what to do when he was slow. July wondered if the man was listening, and what he was thinking, in case he was.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Clara came out, still holding the baby, and sat in a rocker. “You seem to be feeling poorly, Mister Johnson,” she said.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Augustus, riding beside him, noticed the boy’s downcast look. “Feeling poorly?” he asked.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“I’d like to see you tell Woodrow Call he has to pay you money to drive cattle across a river,” Jake said. “I ain’t a friend of the man—he’s recently treated me poorly. But unless there’s a law and you can show it to him, you won’t be collecting no double eagles.” “Then he’ll have to suffer the consequences,” Dan said.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
It was true. The minute they left Lonesome Dove he had begun to have his big Indian dreams. The same big Indian he had dreamed about for years had come back to haunt his sleep. Sometimes just dozing on his horse he would dream about the Indian. He slept poorly, as a result, and felt he would be tired and good for nothing by the time they reached Montana.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
He drove down to the saloon for a last word with Xavier. At first he thought the saloon was empty, but then he saw Xavier sitting at a little table near the shadowy end of the bar. He had not bothered to shave for two days, a sign of profound demoralization.“Dern, Wanz, you look poorly,” Augustus said. “I see the morning rush ain’t started yet.” “It will never start,” Xavier said in a desperate voice.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Now his thumb was swollen to twice its size, for a green mesquite thorn was only slightly less poisonous than a rattlesnake. Besides, he had slept badly on the stony ground, and Lorie had refused him again, when all he wanted was a little pleasure to take his mind off his throbbing thumb. They were camped only two miles from town and could easily have ridden back and slept comfortably in the Dry Bean, but when he suggested it Lorie showed her stubborn streak and refused. He could go back if he cared to—she wasn’t. So he had stayed and slept poorly, worrying most of the night about snakes. As much camping as he had done, it was a fear that never left him.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Whoever it was would say... - # It's a hat, it's a sort of a kind of hat # Painted poorly but it surely is a hat # It's a hat, there's no doubt of it It's a hat # Top of Poppa is its proper habitat # My, oh, my, look at that Why, this dummy has drawn a hat # It's a hat, it's a hat If it's anything, it's a hat # Why, it's nothing but a common Himalayan mountain hat!
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I was your guest and I acted poorly.
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