Something unappeased, unappeasable
, is within me; it longeth to find expression.
No -- better still, he would join the Indians, and hunt buffaloes and go on the warpath in the mountain ranges and the trackless great plains of the Far West, and away in the future come back a great chief, bristling with feathers, hideous with paint, and prance into Sunday- school, some drowsy summer morning, with a blood- curdling war-whoop, and sear the eyeballs of all his companions with unappeasable
All of which came to pass, Michael blissfully unappeasable
until the order was filled properly.
No answering spark of kindness, no awakening penitence, but an unappeasable
ill-humour, and a spirit of tyrannous exaction that increased with indulgence, and a lurking gleam of self-complacent triumph at every detection of relenting softness in my manner, that congealed me to marble again as often as it recurred; and this morning he finished the business:- I think the petrifaction is so completely effected at last that nothing can melt me again.
But there was a worse spectacle than this--worse by far than fire and smoke, or even the rabble's unappeasable
and maniac rage.
She simply sobbed and sniffed in a subdued but wholly unappeasable
way for two long hours, meantime crowding the man more than ever with her undertaker-furniture and paying no sort of attention to his frequent and humble little efforts to do something for her comfort.
On the other side of Happar, and closely adjoining it, is the magnificent valley of the dreaded Typees, the unappeasable
enemies of both these tribes.
Darcy, that you hardly ever forgave, that you resentment once created was unappeasable
His intelligence is of a scientific order, of an investigating habit, and of that unappeasable
curiosity which believes that there is a particle of a general truth in every mys- tery.
Yet nothing was changed, for nobody would know; and all would go on as before--the getting, the enjoying, the blessing of hunger that is appeased every day; the noble incentives of unappeasable
Powell, who had sailed out of London all his young sea-man's life, told me that it was then, in a moment of entranced vision an hour or so after sunrise, that the river was revealed to him for all time, like a fair face often seen before, which is suddenly perceived to be the expression of an inner and unsuspected beauty, of that something unique and only its own which rouses a passion of wonder and fidelity and an unappeasable
memory of its charm.
The sensation of unappeasable
hunger, not unknown after the strain of a hazardous enterprise to adventurers of tougher fibre than Mr Verloc, overcame him again.