His vanity and pride were perpetually struggling for the mastery, and though he thirsted for popularity he was bent on compelling it; so he warred with the literary impulse of which he was the child.

" To resist such a nation, that would not listen to negotiation, but only thirsted for war and conquest, seemed already an impossibility.

But still she thirsted for the golden spring, And with her soul made strength to reach the top, Sighing, "Thus much Life lacks of perfectness, In God's name on to gain it then, or die!" Upon the summit totter'd she at last: Far, far below the vapours tossing lay, A great broad sea of heaving cloud and mist; And upward the clear sky, as soft and blue As a child's heaventhe sun unveil'd and bright.

They flocked to our inn at all times in the day and in considerable numbers, many acknowledging, in the course of very interesting conversation, that they thirsted for something more satisfying than mere doctrines continually repeatedsomething that would preserve from evil, that would cleanse the heart, that would bring into nearer communion with the Saviour.(Letter to Elizabeth Dudley.)

The people to whom he was now come, seem, it is true, to have been in a different state from the simple-hearted Norwegians, who thirsted for the "pure milk of the word;" and their comparative indifference to spiritual things may have been a main cause of the silence which he felt to be imposed upon him.

He had tasted of the rich sweet wine of fame, and he thirsted for more of the same vintage.

The repentance of those who had thirsted for Rust's blood a moment since was very pleasant to witness.

He was loved because his soul was permeated with exalted loyalty, because he hungered and thirsted after righteousness, because he could not find words to express sufficiently his sense of sin and his longing for forgiveness, his consciousness of littleness and unworthiness when contrasted with the majesty of Jehovah.

He hungered and thirsted after the truth, like Saint Augustine in Milan.

His bright and witty bursts of poetry, wonderful as the youthful effusions of Dryden and Pope, had made him known to a small circle, but had not brought fame, for which his soul passionately thirsted from first to last.

His poetry had not brought him fame, for which of all things he most ardently thirsted.

It being near night, he effected his escape, arrived at the fort, and was sent down the river to Montreal, to be out of the way of the savage Senecas, who thirsted for his blood as a recompense for that of their brethren whom he had slain.

My soul thirsted for blue water.

He died at Vernon, Oneida County, in 1840, at the age of eighty-four, having lived long to enjoy the success of that independence for which he had ardently thirsted and fought.

The alien-looking gentleman behind me mopped his brow and muttered something about wishing that he had not thirsted for other "joys than those of old St. Louis.

One morn she saw a little spring She never saw before, Down in a still and shady vale, Covered with blossoms o'er, And when she 'd drunk, and still would drink She thirsted still for more.

She thirsted now for nought; She'd found a blessed happiness, Beyond her highest thought.

When they left it they hungered and thirsted for it; they sickened till the hour of their return.

Then Te Ponga answered, "You are the water that I thirsted for."

They thirsted for his blood, having been for years bored by his brains.

A more tragic note is struck in the speech in which Claius retorts on Pilumnus after his discovery: I, glut your hate, Pilumnus; let your soule That has so long thirsted to drinke my blood, Swill till my veines are empty;...

They joined that procession ignorantly because they thirsted for pleasure.

I myself have experienced misery and hopelessness in love; I have shed many tears on my lonely pillow; often have I thirsted for the shade of the grave, to cool my anguished heart!

But the young American's manner, so eager, so boyishly confidential, set him at his ease; while beneath this voluble flow of talk there moved a deeper current for which, all unconsciously, the child's spirit thirsted.

For thy falling tears I had no eyes, my heart but thirsted deep For deeds of prowess.