The action of Gedaref, as has been shown, was, through no fault of the officers or men of the expedition, within an ace of being a disaster.
"I thank you, sirs," said Don Quixote; "but I cannot stop for an instant, for sad thoughts and unhappy circumstances force me to seem discourteous and to travel apace;" and spurring Rocinante he pushed on, leaving them wondering at what they had seen and heard, at his own strange figure and at the shrewdness of his servant, for such they took Sancho to be; and another of them observed, "If the servant is so clever, what must the master be?
The line of communications from Cairo, the permanent base, to the advanced post at Akasha was 825 miles in length.
I was standing in it, without anything to brace myself.
The Caisse met in council.
As the door closed behind Julius, he returned to his suit-case.
How in the world had they got from cog-wheels to Chevy Chace?
The prolonged beating of war-drums and loud booming notes of horns chase away the silence of the night.
I had been sitting there all the afternoon and had caught literally nothing—except a few dozen dace and a score of jack; and I was just about giving it up as a bad job when I suddenly felt a rather smart pull at the line.
The President of the Court of Appealhas immortalised himself by condemning Ferdinand de Lesseps, forthe nations will always demand the name of the man who was notafraid to debase his century by investing with the convict’s capan aged man, whose life redounded to the glory of hiscontemporaries.
Antonyms: deface, deform, disfigure, mar, spoil.
She presently apprehended what was my reason for declining a discovery, notwithstanding all her pressing solicitation; and passed the night in the greatest uneasiness on account of my disgrace, which she concluded had been occasioned only by the love I bore to her.
To hear a duet sung, is unpleasant tidings from the absent; but this will not last, as some new pleasure will displace the unpleasantness.
I began one, ‘How can I ever hope, my dear Agnes, to efface from your remembrance the disgusting impression’—there I didn’t like it, and then I tore it up.
When a woman, having placed one of her feet on the foot of her lover, and the other on one of his thighs, passes one of her arms round his back, and the other on his shoulders, makes slightly the sounds of singing and cooing, and wishes, as it were, to climb up him in order to have a kiss, it is called an embrace like the "climbing of a tree."
All that remained was to encase one’s head in its metal sphere.
Even her primitive dress, her unbound hair, her crude forms of speech and soft, drawling intonation--such as the throaty, unvarying pronunciation of "the" as though it were "ther," and "a" like "er"--which sounded so deliciously odd to his New England ears, could not erase from his mind the impression that she did not belong in the picture.
she hissed out, putting her haggard face quite close to his. "
Mrs. Hale, if she spoke truth, might have answered with a ready-made list, ‘a silver-grey glace silk, a white chip bonnet, oh!
Last: lace, leash, noose, snare: from Latin, “laceus.”
Abou Neeut commanded one of his mace-bearers to bring him to his presence, and on his appearance recognized his treacherous companion who had left him in the well.
Si au sein de cette diversit� apparait un fondscommun de croyances, n’est-on pas en droit d’y voir non pas unsyst�me formul� et compos� par les repr�sentants d’uneautorit� d’�cole, mais la foi elle-m�me dons son instinct leplus s�r et sa manifestation la plus spontan�e?
The atmosphere of every person, and every place, is filled with various thought-forms emanated from the person, or persons who inhabit the place.
She said that it was only the thoroughbred gentleman who could wear the Court suit with advantage: it was only your men of ancient race whom the culotte courte became.
The rais was about to reply, but the general could not at that moment listen to him, as he had to hasten to receive the viceroy, who was now coming on board the galley, and with him certain of his attendants and some of the people.
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CANTO IINOW was the day departing, and the air, Imbrown’d with shadows, from their toils releas’d All animals on earth; and I alonePrepar’d myself the conflict to sustain, Both of sad pity, and that perilous road, Which my unerring memory shall retrace.
It was massive, of course-it contained space for forty thousand Lifeless.
As one Who vers’d in geometric lore, would fain Measure the circle; and, though pondering long And deeply, that beginning, which he needs, Finds not; e’en such was I, intent to scan The novel wonder, and trace out the form, How to the circle fitted, and therein How plac’d: but the flight was not for my wing; Had not a flash darted athwart my mind, And in the spleen unfolded what it sought.
Laurie never forgets that," she said, putting the fresh nosegay in the vase that stood in 'Marmee's corner', and was kept supplied by the affectionate boy.