Lucky for you I am, for if I put on crushed
airs and tried to be dismal, as you do, we should be in a nice state.
A faint, fetid smell came from him, and a thread of green liquid oozed from his crushed
His cheeks were the color of crushed
grapes, and his dusky eyes glowed with a languishing fire.
The simple but meaning assurance was lost on the father, who seized the piece of gauze, and crushed
it in his hand, while his eyes roamed fearfully among the bushes, as if he equally dreaded and hoped for the secrets they might reveal.
Then suddenly, as if obeying an uncontrollable impulse, he crushed
it like a flower again and again against his burning lips, and darted away.
said Clifford,--not angrily, however; for when a man's spirit has been thoroughly crushed
, he may be peevish at small offences, but never resentful of great ones.
If she survive, the tender- ness will either be crushed
out of her, or -- and the outward semblance is the same -- crushed
so deeply into her heart that it can never show itself more.
At last, he emerged with his hat very much dented and crushed
down over his eyes, and began creaking and limping about the room, as if, not being much accustomed to boots, his pair of damp, wrinkled cowhide ones -- probably not made to order either --rather pinched and tormented him at the first go off of a bitter cold morning.
As, blind and deaf, the whale plunged forward, as if by sheer power of speed to rid himself of the iron leech that had fastened to him; as we thus tore a white gash in the sea, on all sides menaced as we flew, by the crazed creatures to and fro rushing about us; our beset boat was like a ship mobbed by ice-isles in a tempest, and striving to steer through their complicated channels and straits, knowing not at what moment it may be locked in and crushed
Oh, what a good supper he gave me that night, a good bran mash and some crushed
beans with my oats, and such a thick bed of straw
Therefore these trucks went for the most part on the run; and the predecessor of Jonas had been jammed against the wall by one and crushed
in a horrible and nameless manner.
His very soul bled within him for what seemed to him the wrongs of the poor suffering thing that lay like a crushed
reed on the boxes; the feeling, living, bleeding, yet immortal thing, which American state law coolly classes with the bundles, and bales, and boxes, among which she is lying.