Faustus, I leave thee; but with grief of heart, Fearing the enemy of thy hapless
A vast pulpy mass, furlongs in length and breadth, of a glancing cream-color, lay floating on the water, innumerable long arms radiating from its centre, and curling and twisting like a nest of anacondas, as if blindly to clutch at any hapless
object within reach.
There was a hapless
company of players in the town from time to time, and they came to us for their printing.
He was followed to the grave by a vast multitude of mourners, who "gave the hapless
man the funeral of a king." He is still probably the most widely read writer in Russia.
Think of his mother-wife (ill sorted names) Done by a noose herself had twined to death And last, our hapless
brethren in one day, Both in a mutual destiny involved, Self-slaughtered, both the slayer and the slain.
My passions, from that hapless
hour, Usurp'd a tyranny which men Have deem'd, since I have reach'd to power; My innate nature - be it so: But, father, there liv'd one who, then, Then - in my boyhood - when their fire Burn'd with a still intenser glow,(For passion must, with youth, expire) E'en then who knew this iron heart In woman's weakness had a part.
Another day Luigi took Ginevra's pictures, her portrait, and the few articles of furniture which they could still exist without, and sold them for a miserable sum, which prolonged the agony of the hapless
household for a time.
With growing admiration came a feeling of quick pity for the hapless
situation of the great brute rendered futile and helpless by the wiles of the Gomangani.
I heard of the discovery of the American hemisphere and wept with Safie over the hapless
fate of its original inhabitants.
It was a wonderful experience standing inside the building with Emma Jane's apron wound about her hair; wonderful to feel that when she leaned her head against the bars they seemed to turn to cold iron; that her eyes were no longer Rebecca Randall's but mirrored something of Charlotte Corday's hapless
But let us hype they distributed some of their superfluous coin among these hapless
exiles to purchase food and a night's lodging.
But while hapless
Dough-Boy was by nature dull and torpid in his intellects, Pip, though over tender-hearted, was at bottom very bright, with that pleasant, genial, jolly brightness peculiar to his tribe; a tribe, which ever enjoy all holidays and festivities with finer, freer relish than any other race.