Scottish National Dictionary (1700–)
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First published 1976 (SND Vol. X).
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Quotation dates: 1728, 1792-1947
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WON, v., n. Also wone, wonn. †wonne, ¶wunn-. [wɔn]
I. v. 1. To dwell, live, stay habitually (Sc. 1808 Jam.). Obs. exc. arch. Deriv. †wonner, a dweller, inhabitant (Rxb. 1825 Jam.). Vbl.n. wonnin, the chief house on a farm, or that occupied by the tenant as distinguished from those of the cottars, etc. (Ib.). Also in comb. wonnin house, wunnin-, id. (Ib.). Now liter. For pa.p. wont, see Wont, adj., v., n.Sc. 1728 Ramsay Poems (S.T.S.) II. 146:
An honest Miller wond in Fife.Ayr. 1792 Burns Auld Rob Morris i.:
There's auld Rob Morris that wons in yon glen.Slk. 1818 Hogg B. of Bodsbeck x.:
Deep within the bogle-howe, Wons the waefu' wirricowe.Sc. 1827 C. I. Johnstone Eliz. de Bruce I. vii.:
He wones in a slack near by the seaside.Per. c.1850 in P. R. Drummond Bygone Days (1879) 421:
The bonnie young witch that wons on the brae.Abd. 1893 G. MacDonald Sc. Songs 7:
Oh! the bonny, bonny dell, whaur the primroses wonn.Dmb. 1894 D. MacLeod Past Worthies 207:
Auld Hughie, the snab, wha wonn'd in our clachan.s.Sc. 1897 E. Hamilton Outlaws xviii.:
The byre's the place for flea-luggit auld clushets, and no the wonning-house.Dmf. 1912 T. Wilson Mem. Sanquhar Kirkyard 126:
The forbears of Provost Lorimer had wonned for generations among the green hills of Nithsdale.Sc. 1920 A. Gray Songs from Heine 24:
The summer will won in your hert, love.Sc. 1947 D. Young Braid o Thristles 46:
I sall wone in God's ain hous at hame eternallie.
2. To accustom (oneself) to, be reconciled to. Arch. Obs. in Eng.Lth. 1920 A. Dodds Songs 26:
Ay, youth may brave life's bane and ban, But age wons tae its tether.
II. n. A dwelling, an abode. Liter.Lnk. 1816 G. Muir Minstrelsy 11:
The prize awarded ilk ane for his wone, They gallop on.Sc. 1823 C. K. Sharpe Ballad Book 87:
Puddy cam to the mouse's wonne.
