Partial relatives have almost persuaded me that I am not entirely worthless in a duet myself; and we may enliven our wayfaring
by indulging in our favorite pursuit.
Dick would have lingered on the highway--ostensibly to point out to his companions the new flume that had taken the place of the condemned ditch, but really in the hope of exposing himself in his glory to the curious eyes of the wayfaring
A TRANQUIL NIGHT'S REST had sufficiently restored the broken down traveller to enable him to resume his wayfaring
, and all hands set forward on the Indian trail.
The next morning they resumed their wayfaring
, hungry and jaded, and had a dogged march of eighteen miles among the same kind of hills.
At mid-day, after talk and a little wayfaring
, they slept; meeting the world refreshed when the air was cooler.
MAN, traveling in the desert, met a woman standing alone and terribly dejected.
A dangerous crossing, a dangerous wayfaring
, a dangerous looking-back, a dangerous trembling and halting.
There were no women or children, as she had seen in other gipsy camps they had passed in their wayfaring
, and but one gipsy--a tall athletic man, who stood with his arms folded, leaning against a tree at a little distance off, looking now at the fire, and now, under his black eyelashes, at three other men who were there, with a watchful but half-concealed interest in their conversation.
Strangers: The Musical Voyage from Scotland and Ulster to Appalachia.
the kvetchings of Job (a conservative tale about a stubborn rich man, with a Hollywood ending), the songs and sayings anthologies (dime a dozen), and Ecclesiastes, with its ancient carpe diem message (it is, in effect, an elaboration of the alewife's message to the wayfaring
Gilgamesh a millennium and a half earlier), but as my penciled-in marginalia from Origin of the Brunists days repeatedly bewail, it is for the most part unbearable diatribe exhibiting an appalling and infantile view of the universe, and bottoming out with Revelation, a displaced Old Testament nightmare so over the top it's almost comical, like a laughable backyard horror movie.
whoa lord help me and my brother help us get through this tookover land we are poor wayfaring
strangers bumping into each other in the dark
OR-7, the wayfaring
wolf from Northeast Oregon, drew a vast audience during his peregrinations.