There was an excellent buffet in the salon behind the box, and it was pleasant to have a cup of tea and rest one's eyes while the long columns of infantry were passingthe regular, continuous movement was fatiguing.

" When Mr. Connors emerged, a small, chirruping bunch of fuzz, cupped in his hand, lay snug in the velvet-lined pocket.

And how far they have to go, and how many cups to fillcassiope-cups, holding half a drop, and lake basins between the hills, each replenished with equal careevery drop God's messenger sent on its way with glorious pomp and display of powersilvery new-born stars with lake and river, mountain and valleyall that the landscape holdsreflected in their crystal depths.

He glared over the cup with wild eyes, his teeth chattering against the tin.

Give me a cup from that gilt vase When shall this longing end in sight?

And, after the waiter bringing him toast and tea from a neighboring restaurant had brought an additional slice and cup for the guest, it was pleasant to behold him smiling across the office-table at that guest, and encouraging her to eat as much as she would if a member of his sex were not looking.

"I remember evenings when you brought me sandwiches and iced cup at a dancebut I don't think you were ever remarkably romantic.

Then add the well-beaten eggs, and a few drops of essence of almonds or essence of vanilla, whichever may be preferred; butter well some small cups or moulds, line them with a few pieces of candied peel sliced very thin, fill them three parts full, and bake for about 40 minutes; turn them out of the cups on to a white d'oyley, and serve with sweet sauce.

First I found sticks and coal, and lighted a fire; then, whilst my fire was burning up, I cleared the table, carried the dirty plates and cups into the small back kitchen, found a tablecloth and a clean cup and saucer, and filled the kettle.

O'Flynn drained his cup without waiting for the mockery of that first toastTo our Enterprisealthough no one had taken more interest in the programme than O'Flynn.

Loke's faithful wife, Sigyn, placed herself at his side and held a cup under the poisonous drip; but whenever the cup is full

Seeing that when any two of the feudal lords met in friendly conclave they had an earthenware stand on which to place their inverted cups after drinking, he must have the same!

Take the cups out of the water, wipe them, and garnish the tops of the creams with candied orange-peel or preserved chips.

Elnerve that you are!if you have, you had better have poisoned his cup before his eyes.

But each must tread alone The wine-press of his life; Into each cup by Fate is thrown The bitter drops of strife.

At any rate he sang "Drinking," a song that lauds the wine-cup as chiefest of godless joys, and terminating in "drinking" thrice reiterated, of which each individual one finishes so much lower than it begins that the last one seems to expire in the bottomless pit.

Shove a cup over this way as quick as you know how, brother.

He had already drained about a fourth of its contents, when, suddenly glancing upon the face of Nydia, he was so forcibly struck by its alteration, by its intense, and painful, and strange expression, that he paused abruptly, and still holding the cup near his lips, exclaimed.

She had mixed a cup of poison for a young nobleman who had acquired her husband's friendship, and had on that account become the object of her jealousy; but, unfortunately, the king drank of the fatal cup along with his favourite, and soon after expired [g].

" "Louder!" whispered Sinclair, his hand cupped behind his ear.

" I slowly finished the last spoonful of my second helping, and placed the cup beside me on the floor.

Without taking the caves into consideration, the luxurious vegetation in the cup between the hills made the finding of a person a matter of extreme luck.

I melt most royally time, the pearl, And quaff the cup like a queen, And forget in the dizzy tumult and whirl, The woman I might have been.

Seeing that his friend in the chimney-corner was the only one who reciprocated his joviality in any way, he held out his cup toward that appreciative comrade, who also held out his own.

MAID O not for him Blooms my dark nightshade, nor doth hemlock brew Murder for cups within her cavernous root.