I had now arrived at that particular point of my walk where four roads
to Hampstead, along which I had returned, the road
to Finchley, the road
to West End, and the road
back to London.
After a while, they came to the place where five roads
branched in different directions; Dorothy pointed to one, and said:
Warnings and information as to the state of the roads
were shouted to them continually.
It was high noontide, when two dusty men passed through his streets and under his swinging lamps: of whom, one was Monsieur Defarge: the other a mender of roads
in a blue cap.
But I remember there are two roads
, one to the right and the other to the left.
Now, der's two roads
to de river,--de dirt road
and der pike,--which Mas'r mean to take?
And south they went, along roads
that steadily grew worse, through the dairy country of Langlois and through thick pine forests to Port Orford, where Saxon picked jeweled agates on the beach while Billy caught enormous rockcod.
Years afterward, when the open-grazing days were over, and the red grass had been ploughed under and under until it had almost disappeared from the prairie; when all the fields were under fence, and the roads
no longer ran about like wild things, but followed the surveyed section-lines, Mr.
If Kutuzov decided to abandon the road
connecting him with the troops arriving from Russia, he would have to march with no road
into unknown parts of the Bohemian mountains, defending himself against superior forces of the enemy and abandoning all hope of a junction with Buxhowden.
The good stallion took the sledge along at a brisk pace over the smooth-frozen road
through the village, the runners squeaking slightly as they went.
In Woking the shops had closed when the tragedy happened, and a number of people, shop people and so forth, attracted by the stories they had heard, were walking over the Horsell Bridge and along the road
between the hedges that runs out at last upon the common.
On that road
we heard the song of morning stars; we drank in fragrances aerial and sweet as a May mist; we were rich in gossamer fancies and iris hopes; our hearts sought and found the boon of dreams; the years waited beyond and they were very fair; life was a rose-lipped comrade with purple flowers dripping from her fingers.