sheet-fed

“In a country that once fed the world, children were dying of malnourishment,” writes Ivereigh.

If you use it wisely, it may be Ulysses' hauberk; if you reject it, the shirt of Nessus were a cooler winding-sheet!

At last Aristide fed him desperately, dandled him eventually to sleep, and returned to an excited pillow.

I have fed and slept at inns, living on the worst of fares and sleeping on the hardest, and hardly the cleanest, of beds.

Half-fed men would dig for diamonds, and men sheltered by a crazy roof erect the marble walls of palaces.

The Professor took his pen and wrote a large X upon the sheet of paper in front of him.