Is all our Life, then but a dream Seen faintly in the goldern gleam Athwart
Time's dark resistless stream?
Leave tenantless thy crystal home, and fly, With all thy train, athwart
the moony sky -
Themistocles made Xerxes, king of Persia, post apace out of Grecia, by giving out, that the Grecians had a purpose to break his bridge of ships, which he had made athwart
He did not finish; the thunder of a distant cannon rolled athwart
the waves, another, and two or three still louder.
At that moment the mysterious illumination suddenly flared to an intense, an almost blinding splendor, flushing the entire sky, extinguishing the stars and throwing the monstrous shadow of himself athwart
Black shadows of bordering trees lay athwart
the road, which, in the short reaches between, gleamed a ghostly white.
The little house folk lived much in it, and were given to taking picnic suppers in the grassy corner beyond the brook and sitting about in it through the twilights when great night moths sailed athwart
the velvet gloom.
About three in the afternoon he came up with us, and bringing to, by mistake, just athwart
our quarter, instead of athwart
our stern, as he intended, we brought eight of our guns to bear on that side, and poured in a broadside upon him, which made him sheer off again, after returning our fire, and pouring in also his small shot from near two hundred men which he had on board.
She had not time to run, but she did what answered just as well; she promptly drew a lithe young willow bough athwart
her white body with one hand, and then contemplated us with a simple and untroubled interest.
But," asked Dick, "when we do lay 'em athwart
, what are we to do with 'em, anyhow?
And while I suffer thus, there comes no ray Of hope to gladden me athwart
the gloom; Nor do I look for it in my despair; But rather clinging to a cureless woe, All hope do I abjure for evermore.
Does it not argue a superintending Providence that, while viewless and unexpected events thrust themselves continually athwart
our path, there should still be regularity enough in mortal life to render foresight even partially available?