Recoiling from the prospect, I buried my face in my hands, and so missed the surprising sight of this young girl, still in her teens, conquering a dismay which might well unnerve one of established years and untold experiences.

Recoiling in horror, he collected all his energies, and with head depressed towards his chest, and hands thrust forth as if to ward off pollutionbutting, kicking, biting the airhe rushed forwards, and with a preternatural force deserving to be enumerated among his miracles, fairly overthrew the enormous vase, the contents streaming on the crowd in front of the stage.

"Jacopo!" exclaimed the duke, recoiling, as did all in Venice habitually, when that speaking eye was unexpectedly met.

he cried, recoiling from the sight, "this is the Bridge of Sighs!"

die!" cried Francis, recoiling in horror.

I consider this as a highly important fact, which cannot fail to encourage the resolution of devoted patriots, who, though not afraid of death, may be excused for recoiling before humiliation.

I think, of the two of us, you are more changed than I.' She looked up at him, her features quivering, her haughty head drawn back; as a bird shrinks from the gaze of a snake, recoiling, but too fascinated to fly.

"Am I aught else?am I not this Gaetano?that Gaetanothy Gaetano,old and very dear friend?" "Thou Gaetano!" exclaimed the Bernois, recoiling a step, instead of advancing to meet the eager embrace of the Genoese, whose impetuous feelings were little cooled by time"thou, the gallant, active, daring, blooming Grimaldi!

It all passed in a second of time; at the next breath he summoned every generous power in his body, sprang with the leap of a wild creature, and confronted the recoiling man.

Now he only saw her, blushing, recoiling, fleeinghe laughed out a little, this time not angrily, but with relish.

Sometimes on a halt I have lain and listened long to the hollow silence, recoiling, crushed by it, hoping that at least one of the dogs might whine.

This was repeated several times, the boy extending each hand alternately, and recoiling at every blow.

Indeed, there appears to be in almost every emotion a certain point beyond which we cannot pass without recoiling,as if we instinctively shrunk from what is forbidden to our nature.

" "Is it not enough," rejoined the Rover, coldly recoiling for a step, "that I offer liberty and life?" "Of what service can a being, fair, helpless, and unfortunate as this, be in a ship devoted to pursuits like those of the 'Dolphin?'" "Am I to be cut off for ever from communion with the best of my kind!

We could already see that the water beneath the cliff was a wild expanse of breakers, coming in and recoiling, crossing, heaving, surging,a white field of foam, where no human being could catch a breath.

"Manuel, lift me over the threshold!" Dom Manuel, recoiling, looked downward, and in the patch of candlelight between the shadows of his legs you could see a human head.

"Angels of grace, protect me!" cried Frederic, recoiling.

And whose recoiling, languid prayer, Denies itself, in mere despair?

Lo! back recoiling straight, by fairy craft, Back to its master speeds the reeking shaft; Deep in his sinewy thigh inflicts a wound, And strikes the astonish'd hunter to the ground, While, with a voice which neither bray'd nor spoke, Thus fearfully the beast her silence broke: "Pains, agonizing pains must thou endure,

The two principal commanders in the king's army, Louis de la Tremoille and John James Trivulzio, sustained without recoiling the shock of troops far more numerous than their own.

" The real culprit now saw at once that his plot to ruin Eric was recoiling on himself.

But he kept recoiling in terror, and crying: "Help!

He could hear the tide boom against the headland, and the swish of its recoiling waters.

The recoiling crowd had backed against the fire-engine outside, and inadvertently thrust it over the Quay's edge into two fathoms of water!

My heart recoiled from him so utterly, that I could conceive of no fate more bitter than to be compelled again to receive his profession of affection, his lover-like caresses; yet, in recoiling, it had been bruised against its prison-bars, bruised and crushed like a bird that seeks refuge in the farthest limits of its cage from an approaching foe, and suffers almost as severely as if given to its fangs.