I'm carrying orders to Fisher's battery, down here by the cross-roads.
Father, you know you oughtn't to have this strain on you—you know what Dr. Fisher said!
The attic in Fisher's house in Cambridge was Howe's workroom.
Figure 26 is from plants collected in Michigan and photographed by Dr. Fisher.
The cock doth crow, It is time for the fisher to rise and go.
The Laird Fisher looked from face to face of the people about him.
The fisher's heart was touched by the pathos of her voice and the glittering of her tears.
Fisher was resolved it should not be so in his wife's house.
Not two weeks after Fisher, Thomas More mounted the scaffold.
Or perhaps they knew—the gentle hearts—my 'Farewell to the Fisher.'