Suddenly, he saw, among the sweepings
in a corner, something round and white that looked very much like a hen's egg.
It was not a bad day for a walk, if you were young and strong, and could breast the great gusts of wind which came sweeping
in from the sea.
He pointed with a sweeping
gesture, as though calling Adam's attention to the extent of the view.
I CAN never forget the eighteen or twenty days during which the light trade-winds were silently sweeping
us towards the islands.
See our line across the plain, Like a heel-rope bent again, Reaching, writhing, rolling far, Sweeping
all away to war
This delicacy is chiefly evinced in the action of sweeping
, when in maidenly gentleness the whale with a certain soft slowness moves his immense flukes from side to side upon the surface of the sea; and if he feel but a sailor's whisker, woe to that sailor, whiskers and all.
By good fortune, paddle as I pleased, the tide was still sweeping
me down; and there lay the HISPANIOLA right in the fairway, hardly to be missed.
And as the children ran they heard the sound of the broom sweeping
the ground close behind them, so instantly they threw the handkerchief down over their shoulder, and in a moment a deep, broad river flowed behind them.
They alluded also to other and more recent woe, but in the midst of their talk their voices seemed to melt into the sound of the wind sweeping
mournfully among the autumn leaves; and when the lady lifted her eyes, there was she kneeling in the hollow between three hills.
He was only twelve, but that winter he had got the job of sweeping
out the Norwegian church and making the fire in it every Sunday morning.
The light footstep moved about the kitchen, followed by the sound of the sweeping
brush, hardly making so much noise as the lightest breeze that chases the autumn leaves along the dusty path; and Adam's imagination saw a dimpled face, with dark bright eyes and roguish smiles looking backward at this brush, and a rounded figure just leaning a little to clasp the handle.
The gabled brick, tile, and freestone houses had almost dried off for the season their integument of lichen, the streams in the meadows were low, and in the sloping High Street, from the West Gateway to the mediaeval cross, and from the mediaeval cross to the bridge, that leisurely dusting and sweeping
was in progress which usually ushers in an old-fashioned market-day.