He told them they must revel in the delights of the scene, and should tremble with the wild rapture of drawing from the rushing waters the bounding trout.

The tender, flowery embellishments with which the couple always try to veil the forces that affright them, are like arches of tropical vines over a rushing stream; their object is to deceive.

As they entered the room they heard a rushing noise in the chimney.

But the story consisted of one word, flung bitterly into the rushing air.

Sometimes there would be a distant rushing sound, a snow-slide thousands of feet above their heads on the mountain.

Safe-nested by the rushing flow.

Suddenly, a rushing gust blew the door wide open.

This rushing habit in the House of God strikes a stranger as rude and irreverent.

No one has succeeded better than its author in capturing with rhymed measures the wilful rushing melody of the tragic chorus.

The black masses rolled nearer and nearer, while the ominous rushing movement that precedes a storm, began to rock the sultry air, and the dreaded hail-stones fell with violence.

And all that noise, as of a rushing crowd, 115 With groans, and tremulous shudderingsall is over It tells another tale, with sounds less deep and loud!

The only access to it was across a single log at a dizzy height over a wild rushing river.

o'er the tide-worn steep, A bark from India's coral strand, Before the rushing blast, Had vailed her topsails to the sand And bowed her noble mast.

Once I heard a rushing soundit was when the pines stopped swaying for an instantbut I don't know what it was.

Oh, for those sweet June days when I had my couch wheeled to the deepest shade of the grove, and lay there from morning until evening, with the green foliage to curtain me,the clover-scented wind to play about my hair, and touch my temples with softest, coolest fingers,the rushing brook to sing me to sleep,the very little blossoms to be obsequious in dancing motion, to please my eye,and the holy hush of Nature to tranquillize my soul!

I found it required no small share of nerve to pass down the near bank of the river with the eternal roar of its waters pouring into my ears, cross over Suspension Bridge, spanning the rushing tides below still tossing and foaming as though an ocean had broken from its prison, and then pass up the other bank, in full view of the cataract, and not look upon it until my feet were planted on Table Rock.

In fact, it is usually dragged over the rocks in the shallow water near shore in preference to taking the risk of a plunge through the rushing volume of deeper water, for reasons stated above.

"Get up steam, make the heart right, keep the furnace fires going, and drive ahead through the darkness regardless of a lowering tempest or of the swift rushing current which sweeps you from your course."