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...r would exit the house and head towards the miniature plot of garden adjoining it. He would cross the patch, stepping carefully on a pebbled path in... ... empty watchtowers, the drizzle-induced swamp a collage of virile footsteps. I am afraid to cross its ambiguous solidity, the shallow-looking depths... ...leeding on the rug. Two gory rivulets, two injured wrists, delineate a perfect circle. They cross his ashen palms and waxen, twitching fingers. It m... ...re. She scuffed the floor and scrubbed the dishes. In the evenings, she settled down, legs crossed beneath her wearily, gazing at life unfolding fr... ...'ve got some guests" – he clarified, and suddenly awakening – "Have you already eaten?" We crossed a lengthy passage veined with piping, thrusting ... ... was scratched and pinched at least to death. I contemplate his iron-like feet, petite and rosy when he ascends to the gallows and how his head rol...

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...e to that small town he had once lived in; walked near bowing rice and corn; crossed the bridge around a thin circular lake at a small park; and stare... ...n model that was rife the world over. He saw into her mind and her hopes to cross over the Mexican border and veer off the main road through adobe ha... ...ter mildly draining the tobacco-saliva from her mouth into the beer can, she crossed Dunlavy street to join him on the swing set. "Y-e-s!" said Gabrie... ...k in a larger than Celtic layout beginning with the cards patterned out as a cross; meditated on each motto; and then drew her designs. The first mott... ...h the revolving door in her castle if anyone had the power to budge it after crossing her moat. They could come and go and she would inhale and exha... ... all had the splendor and significance of love. She was not at ease in this rosy/fiery way of looking at all things and yet she couldn't quite see th...

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...such a false child.’ He was a very pretty little fellow, with a delicately rosy face, wistful blue eyes, and soft, light, wavy hair, and per- haps Goo... ...as thus quite dark when the travellers arrived, having walked from Charing Cross, where the coach set them down. My father came in first, and my mothe... ...r of confidence? All trust had been undermined, so that Clarence could not cross the threshold without being required to state his object, and, if he ... ...red to state his object, and, if he overstayed the time calculated, he was cross-examined, and his replies received with a sigh of doubt. He hung abou... ...in spikes and burdock leaves, more graceful than the trim borders and zinc crosses which are pleasanter to the mental eye. The London church we had le... ...l and strange. Once the thought of conjuring her to speak by the Holy Name crossed me, but then I saw no figure; and with incredulous Griffith standin...

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...he remainder of the freight. The father waved greetings from one window, a rosy little audacious figure in a night-dress peeped out furtively from ano... ... thought so, sister,” said Aurelia, with the insecurity pro- duced by such cross-questioning; “but I may have been mis- taken, since, of course, the t... ...d to call the darling of their hearts and hopes. Even Harriet could not be cross to him, though she made Aurelia carry the eggs, and indulged in sundr... ...edral. The young ladies always at- tended both, but as Harriet and Aurelia crossed the lawn, their brother ran to meet them, saying, “We are not to wa... ...s glued to her book, and when that was not in use, upon the mittened hands crossed before her, reso- lute against distraction, and every prayer turnin... ... on the other! The only ray of comfort was in the face of a stout, comely, rosy maid- servant, who was holding the candle on the threshold, and with o... ...ike: Amoret was the largest of the three, plump, blue-eyed, golden-haired, rosy-cheeked, a 66 Love and Life picture of the cherub-type of child; Leti... ...like Amoret than the other two, with azure eyes, golden curls, and a plump rosy face, full of fun and mischief. Tired of the confinement of the coach,... ...e two halves of a bivalve, especially those lovely sunset shells that have rosy rays diverging from their crimson hinge over their polished surface, w...

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... their way to the curiosity dealers. At last we reached a large study in a cross wing, with all the windows looking into an immense garden. “ ‘Monsieu... ...e veins. At the slightest emotion the blood mounted under the sur- face in rosy flushes like a cloud. When we met, the sunshine, filtering through the... ... short, you shall be as free and as little annoyed as if you were an ugly, cross old maid. I myself would never be able to see you without your consen...

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...:—Thus, in the calendar of the Church Festivals, the discovery of the true cross (by Helen, the mother of Constantine) is recorded (and, one might thi... ... think, with the express consciousness of sarcasm) as the Invention of the Cross. *“Vast distances”:—One case was familiar to mail-coach trav- ellers ... ...e line. “Say, all our roses why should girls engross?” The coachman showed rosy blossoms on his face deeper even than his granddaughter’s—his being dr... ...elling on the same side; and from this side, as not being ours in law, the crossing over to the other would, of course, be looked for from us.* Our l... ...thedral aisles. Down one of these, with the fiery pace of a quarrel from a cross-bow, ran a frigate right athwart our course. “Are they mad?” some voi... ... of the secret word, threw open its gates. The rivers were conscious as we crossed. All the forests, as we ran along their margins, shivered in homage...

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...lucky Dolly. “By all means, and good night!” And signing each other with the cross, the husband and wife parted with a kiss, feeling that they each re... ...e frosty vapor could be seen workmen in short sheepskins and soft felt boots crossing the rails of the curving line. The his of the boiler could be he... ...ch on their feeling for their family. They draw a sort of line that can’t be crossed between them and their families. I don’t understand it, but it is... ...her, who was just lighting a cigar. “Stiva,” she said to him, winking gaily, crossing him and glancing towards the door, “go, and God help you.” He th... ...ng his glove, stood aside in the doorway, and stroking his mustache, admired rosy Kitty. Although her dress, her coiffure, and all the preparations fo... ...f chill marble, a feeling she particularly liked. Her eyes sparkled, and her rosy lips could not keep from smiling from the conscious ness of her own... ... dressing. At the very moment of starting Stepan Arkadyevitch arrived, late, rosy and good humored, smelling of wine and cigars. Anna’s emotionalism i... ...quietly into the first room. Baroness Shilton, a friend of Petritsky’s with a rosy little face and flaxen hair, resplendent in a lilac satin gown, and fi... ...n the midst of all the Petersburg bril liance as he was in Moscow, his face rosy, and his whiskers sleek and glossy. “I came up yesterday, and I’m de...

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...; sorrowing over altered times; yet with sure hope of better: in her young rosy Boy, has she not the living emblem of hope! It is a murky, working sky... ...es. Of Cities in the South full of heats and jealousies; which will end in crossed sabres, Marseilles against Toulon, and Carpentras beleaguered by Av... ...ill-stickers had to do in Paris: above Three Score of them: all with their crosspoles, haversacks, pastepots; nay with leaden badges, for the Mu- nici... ...oon after has to say huffingly, “With your Riquetti you have set Europe at cross-purposes for three days.” For his Counthood is not indifferent to thi... ... for more; with their long locks and tricolors blown back: graceful as the rosy Hours. O, as that evening Sun fell over the Champ-de- Mars, and tinted... ...ways, in atrabiliar moments, that there will be nothing for him too but to cross the marches. He might cross, say, to Treves or Coblentz where Exiled ... ...ar or from garret, from open street in front, from succes- sive corners of cross-streets on each hand, Chateau-Vieux and Patriotism keep up the murder...

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... 540 16 The Prelude of 1805 In square divisions parcell’d out, and all With crosses and with cyphers scribbled o’er, We schemed and puzzled, head opp... ...ven, With whip and spur we by the Chauntry flew In uncouth race, and left the cross legg’d Knight, 125 And the stone Abbot, and that single Wren Which ... ...ok. Onward we drove beneath the castle, down By Magdalene Bridge we went and crossed the Cam, And at the Hoop we landed, famous inn. 15 My spirit was ... ...ss 290 Bounding before me, yet a stripling youth, A boy, no better, with his rosy cheeks Angelical, keen eye, courageous look, And conscious step of p... ...nd sun himself. Alas, alas, In vain for such solemnity we look; Our eyes are crossed by butterflies, our ears Hear chattering popinjays—the inner heart... ...ht it was when, having clomb The Heights of Kendal, and that dreary moor Was crossed, at length as from a rampart’s edge I overlooked the bed of Winde... ... babes whom I had left In arms, known children of the neighbourhood, 195 Now rosy prattlers, tottering up and down; And growing girls whose beauty, fil... ... behind them, foremost I am crossed Here by remembrance of two figures: one A rosy babe, who for a twelvemonth’s space 370 Perhaps had been of age to d... ...ts do scarcely seem to me My own delights: the lordly Alps themselves, Those rosy peaks from which the morning looks Abroad on many nations, are not n...

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...alf-ripe nuts, and now turning his head to leer after a cottage maiden who crossed their path. The horsemen, therefore, soon overtook them on the road... ...ched nearly to the ground, and on which were richly em- broidered, mitres, crosses, and other ecclesiastical emblems. Another lay brother led a sumpte... ...onks. On the right shoulder of the mantle there was cut, in white cloth, a cross of a peculiar form. This upper robe concealed what at first view seem... ...the extremity of which fluttered a small banderole, or streamer, bearing a cross of the same form with that embroidered upon his cloak. He 15 Sir Wal... ... W amba, “your reverences must hold on this path till you come to a sunken cross, of which scarce a cubit’s length remains above ground; then take the... ...n the marble spread; With fire prepared, they deal the morsels round, Wine rosy bright the brimming goblets crown’ d. - - - - - - - Dispos...

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...’s chilly after the wet, and the Cathedral had both a damp feel and a damp touch this afternoon, and he was very shivery.’ They all three look towards... ...ters towards the ruddy dining-room of the snug old red-brick house where he is at present, ‘in residence’ with Mrs. Dean and Miss Dean. Mr. Crisparkle... ...o partake of it with great zest: previously taking off and rolling up a pair of little pink gloves, like rose-leaves, and occasionally putting her lit... ...o stand clear if he can, or to betake himself homeward. John Jasper invites the boy with a beck of his head to follow him (feeling it hopeless to drag... ...e Travellers’ Twopenny.’ ‘Warning!’ returns Deputy, having caught the halfpenny, and appearing by this mystic word to express his assent to the arrang... ...With one swift turn of her lithe figures Helena laid the little beauty on a sofa, as if she had never caught her up. Then, on one knee beside her, and... ...d, and presenting on a slip of paper the word ‘Cathedral,’ the fact of its being service-time was borne into the mind of Mr. Grewgious. So he descende... ...ge, parsley, thyme, rue, rosemary, and dandelion, did his courageous stomach submit itself! In what wonderful wrappers, enclosing layers of dried leav... ...ure peeping out of it (unconscious of sly faces carved on spout and gable peeping at her), and waving farewells to the departing coaches, as if she re...

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...the avenue nearly a mile long which stretched before them, and then up the cross road where it entered the rond- point to the left. “No,” answered Mic... ...said Michu. “Hide my gun,” he whis- pered to his wife. The two men who now crossed the wide open space of the rond-point were typical enough for a pai... ... Michu dashed into the avenue, followed by his wife. They soon reached the cross-roads where Francois was in waiting hidden among the bushes. “The boy... ...dity of a hunter, seeming to understand what his master wanted of him, and crossed the forest in fifteen minutes. Then Michu, who had not swerved from... ...vous. Twenty-seven other gentlemen had entered France from Switzerland and crossed Burgundy, guided to- wards Paris with the same caution. Monsieur de... ...gne more beautiful than at any other period of her life. Her cheeks became rosy; hope gave pride to her brow; but when old d’Hauteserre read the Gazet...

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...! hush! wild heart.’ THE OLIVE BRANCH A dove flew with an Olive Branch; It crossed the sea and reached the shore, And on a ship about to launch Droppe... ...ue and flushing cheek The language only known to dreams, Rich eloquence of rosy themes! While on the Beauty’s folded mouth Disdain just wrinkles baby ... ... pale green streaks, Soon, soon, to die; On the clothed hedgeside Bands of rosy beauties vie, In their prophesied Summer pride. From the snowdrop lear... ... ravished by Zephyr, Was such a thing heard In the valleys so hollow! Till rosy Aurora, Uprising as ever, Bright Phosphor to follow, Pale Phoebe to se... ...Of his amorous whispers: But O such a lover Must win when he utters, Thro’ rosy red lispers, The pains that discover The wishes that gush From the tor... ...an valley Visions so divinely fair! He with early ardour glowing, She with rosy anguish rare. Only still more sweet and lovely For those terrors on he... ...orgetting not thy lover and his vow, Leaving no human memory forgot, Shalt cross, not unattended, the dark stream Which runs by thee in sleep and ripp... ... blue and white, With intersections of quaint-fashioned beams All slanting crosswise, and the feudal gleams Of ruined turrets, barren in the light; – ... ...ke the stork, From great ruts of slaughter, Warriors of the Golden T orque Cross the lifting water. Princes seven, enchaining hands, Bear the live hea...

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...ed, with fair, almost white eyebrows and eyelashes; he had a round, fresh, rosy-cheeked face, a turn-up nose, a low forehead with the hair growing thi... ...to me—from far away.” He passed his hand over his face and with slow steps crossed the road towards the hut. But I did not want to give in so quickly ... ... Make haste and open the gate for us.” The gate creaked and opened; Semyon crossed the thresh- old. “Ilya Stepanitch, come in,” I said, and I looked r... ...ing up their belts and never go into a room without making the sign of the cross, and never enter into conversation with a man without first wishing h... ...n, her thick flaxen hair, her lively grey eyes, her little round nose, her rosy lips and above all her half-mocking, half-provocative expression— were... ...t was recognisable though the artist had painted her excessively stout and rosy—and had made her eyes not grey but black and even slightly squinting..... ...ant in the drapery line put up at Akim’s inn. He was journeying by various cross-coun- try roads from Moscow to Harkov with two loaded tilt carts; he ... ...d to break off, rang out boldly once more and slowly died away.... Avdotya crossed herself and laid her head on the pillow.... Half an hour passed....... ...evitch did not get up from his chair and looked still more intently at her rosy face which was quivering with laughter and he felt more and more at- t...

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...strology. In the illus- tration of this study an extraordinary figure of a cross within a circle appears in the sky , which probably has some connecti... ...ass left of it in a week if it were at Adlerstein.” So saying, the trooper crossed the lower room, which con- tained a huge tiled baking oven, various... ...ild of thine own?” he added. “None, save in Paradise,” answered Gottfried, crossing him- self. “And thus, if Christina should remain with me, and be s... ...ot only understood the quota- tion, but well remembered the carving of the cross-marked lamb going forth from its fold among the howling wolves. “Alas... ...ke the town wall straight down into the plain? Even this cleft that we are crossing by, the only road a horse can pass, breaks off short and sudden to... ...ut with the slender make of their foreign ancestry; and, though their fair rosy complex- ions were brightened by mountain mists and winds, their rapid... ...vain that they beheld peak and ravine clothed in purest snow, flushed with rosy light at morn and eve, or contrasted with the purple blue of the sky; ... ...hed with wonder, and her cheeks flushed and pouting with unshed tears, her rosy plump hand enclosed in the long white wasted one that was thus for eve... ...at the tinctures and bearings were hidden in the folds; then at the crags, rosy purple in evening glow, rising in broad step above step up to the Red ...

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...uthority of the royal presence, but in every alley where there was room to cross swords, and in the main street, where popular tumult under the Blue B... ... nickname of Auld Reekie. Perhaps it was given her by people who had never crossed her doors: day after day, from their various rustic Pisgahs, they h... ... in a third a sordid drinking-bout, and the detective and the Bible-reader cross upon the stairs. High words are audible from dwelling to dwelling, an... ... gowns of grey, with 20 EDINGBURGH PICTURESQUE NOTES a white St. Andrew’s cross on back and breast, and a white cloth carried before them on a staff,... ...round country churches you will find a wonderful exhibition of skulls, and crossbones, and noseless angels, and trumpets pealing for the Judgment Day.... ...older. It was first a grange of Whitekirk Ab- bey, tilled and inhabited by rosy friars. Thence, after the Reformation, it passed into the hands of a t...

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... the field are alive with the heartiest relish of every incident and every cross-light on it; and dull would the man have been thought who had not his... ...osition is for hard-hitting, with a moral purpose to sanction it; or for a rosy, sometimes a larmoyant, genial- ity, not unmanly in its verging upon t...

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...ll to the two Castiles. While Madame Marguerite was, in spite of the snow, cross- 21 Droll Stories – Vol. 2 ing the mountains, by relays of mule, hur... ... children.” Since there was no egress from the royal chamber, and the bars crossing hardly left room to put one’s head through, the good prince closed... ...ul, with an eye clear as crystal, a little head, sleek skin, amorous body, rosy feet, and velvet tail—a high born mouse and a polished speaker with a ... ...e believed the time had arrived for him to bear away a portion of the true cross, and also he had belonging to him a noble lady of the Greek country, ... ...ice from on high, he had carried back to his house his portion of the true Cross, and had remained in his own manor, where, in spite of his Christian ... ... any church, to have cursed God, to have mocked the priests, never to have crossed herself in any place; to have spoken all the languages of the earth...

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...ir feet; and how the shadow of matrimony waits, resolute and awful, at the cross-roads. They would wish to keep their liberty; but if that may not be,... ..., and become no more to you than a name, a reminiscence, and an occasional crossed letter, very laborious to read; a third will take up with some reli... ...cribblers who keep scribbling at little ar- ticles until their temper is a cross to all who come about them, as though Pharaoh should set the Israelit... ... we have of it, even while it lasts! and into what great waters, not to be crossed by any swimmer, God’s pale Praetorian throws us over in the end! We... ...arms to his viands, he forgets a great deal of sophistry, and soars into a rosy zone of contemplation. Death may be knocking at the door, like the Com... ...a statue worthy of our dreams. And when we have discovered a continent, or crossed a chain of moun- tains, it is only to find another ocean or another... ...ting when I see it, this canvas was painted with rare enjoyment. The tart, rosy, humorous look of the man, his nose like a cudgel, his face resting sq...

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...tive, resumed her package, got over the hedge at the bottom of the garden, crossed the rank mead- ows (in order to avoid the wasps’ nest) and toiled u... ...sed—into a mystery. No one knows to this day what happened to him after he crossed the brow. When later on the two Fulchers and Witherspoon, moved by ... ...ammunition—No! Take the lot in a cab to—where’s the place? Urshot? Charing Cross, then. There’s a train—Well, the first train that starts after two. T... ... Get as much sul- phur as you can—saltpetre to make it burn. Sent? Charing Cross. Right away. See they do it. Follow it up. Anything?” He thought a mo... ...some lunch before he hunted up the plaster of Paris and took it to Charing Cross. The train started at five minutes past three, and he arrived at Char... ... is bald, but not of course nakedly bald, and his nose and face are chubby rosy little things, and his beard is trimmed to a point in quite the loveli...