But there was not very much that needed doing, and their weeks of river travel had shorn away so many habits which are the outcome of too much civilization, that they had come down to a primitive simplicity of living.

She impatiently tore away her hand, and in a few minutes had closely shorn her head, and the neglected hair lay in rich profusion on the floor.

n. 4; 'shorn of his beams,' iii. 363, n. 1; style, distinguished by his, iii. 280; traded in corruption, i. 189, n. 1; Virgil, translation of, iii. 193; Will's Coffee-house, at, iii. 71; Zimri, character of, ii. 85.

Peering into the wagon we saw that the dead man's face had been partly shot or shorn awaythe lower jaw was gone; so that it had become an abominable thing to look on.

It has ever been my besetting sinmy companion in prosperity and adversity; and I have slept upon it, like Samson on the lap of Delilah, till it has shorn my locks and deprived me of my strength.

To the contrary, they showed a rough surface, on which the marks of the chisel could be plainly seen as it had shorn away the yielding metal in great gouges.

This is the last of July; he'll be shorn the middle of next month, and think he's quite grown up.

The boding eagles leave the landthe lion's claws are shorn The sovereign People, roused and bold, await the Future's morn!

It had, however, fallen somewhat on one side, and had shorn off the scalp, ear, and part of the cheek.

“I’ve pinked ’em with the Wolseleys, and I’ve rushed with B-bows, too.” — Wolseleys and B-bows are respectively machines and hand-shears, and “pinking” means that he had shorn the sheep so closely that the pink skin showed through.

And then he thought of what he had done himself, how he had shorn down his great subjects until, instead of being like a tree among saplings, he had been alone, far above all others, with his shadow covering the whole land.

I will write liar on you with my sword-point!" He sprang forward, and sent in a thrust which might have found its way to Dalbert's heart had the heavy sabre of a dragoon not descended from the side and shorn his more delicate weapon short off close to the hilt.

It looked haggard and grey, as if a withering hand had touched him and shorn away his youth.