Sir Launcelot got up steam, he and I loaded up the kettle with unslaked
lime and carbolic acid, with a touch of lactic acid added thereto, then filled the thing up with water and inserted the steam-spout under the canopy.
Bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh The whole world leaps to my will, And the unslaked
thirst of an Eden cursed Shall harrow the earth for its fill.
A long time he waited, when, with thirst unslaked
, he crept back to his horse, rode slowly across the sun-washed clearing, and passed into the shelter of the woods beyond.
Lizzie Seal notes that if the bombings of the mid 1970s were a key impetus to retributive sentiment and debate about restoration of the death penalty, the imprisonment of Myra Hindley and Ian Brady in 1966 'provided an enduring symbol for unslaked
In between, my empty glass went unnoticed and my raging thirst unslaked
as the staff busied themselves at the counter, their backs turned to the dining area.
The villagers in their glowing, unslaked
thirsts, the village deserted
The system as we know it holds in bondage, not only those who are exploited to maintain the flow of wealth largely in one direction, but it also holds in the bondage of unslaked
thirst for goods and power and sense of superiority those who reap the benefits.
yearnings gleamed suddenly out of her eyes, transforming her usually rather expressionless face into something wild and avid.
Little more than a year later he is back, a troubled spirit, fighting his demons and with his dreams still frustratingly unslaked
Its broad menu of topics and the authoritative but readable styles of the authors commends it to the many kinds of readers whose thirst for mental health history remains unslaked
Yet his thirst to prove himself south of the border remains unslaked
I leave with my thirst unslaked
, but my sense of intrigue heightened.