Gorge

His gall did grate for griefe and high diſdaine, And knitting all his force got one hand free, Wherewith he grypt her gorge with ſo great paine, That ſoone to looſe her wicked bands did her co[n]ſtraine.

I wil tel you, Scholer, that unleſs the hook be faſt in his [the trout's] very Gorge, he wil live, and a little time with the help of the water, wil ruſt the hook, & it wil in time wear away as the gravel does in the horſe hoof, which only leaves a falſe quarter.

Gleam, a term uſed after a hawk hath caſt and gleameth, or throweth up filth from her gorge.

Then as it [a giant serpent] opened its gorge with a gasp, Darra his son made a running bound, And keeping his sharp skian firm in his grasp, Dived headlong into its throat profound.

My gorge rises at the sight of it.

And like a Crane his [Gluttony's] necke was long and fyne, With which he ſwallow'd vp exceſſive feaſt, For want whereof poore people oft did pyne, And all the way, moſt like a brutiſh beaſt, He ſpued vp his gorge, that all did him deteaſt.

Alas poore Yoricke, I knew him Horatio, a fellow of infinite ieſt, of moſt excellent fancie, hee hath bore me on his backe a thouſand times, and now how how abhorred in my imagination it is: my gorge riſes at it.

Now her worries about Charles Wallace and her disappointment in her father’s human fallibility rose like gorge in her throat.