And yet these sculptured blocks are trifles in size compared with the rough-hewn
blocks that form the wide verandah or platform which surrounds the Great Temple.
In a hall, the height of which was greatly disproportioned to its extreme length and width, a long oaken table, formed of planks rough-hewn
from the forest, and which had scarcely received any polish, stood ready prepared for the evening meal of Cedric the Saxon.
There was to be nothing finer or sweeter in the life of even Benvenuto Cellini, that rough-hewn
saint, ten centuries later.
He had translated them quite simply, not without skill, and he had found words which at all events suggested the rough-hewn
grandeur of the original.
746-747) When you are building a house, do not leave it rough-hewn
, or a cawing crow may settle on it and croak.
The low ceiling, smoke-blackened and dingy, was pierced by several square trap-doors with rough-hewn
ladders leading up to them.
It was a rough-hewn
countenance, his forehead seemed like a block of granite; but there was a weary expression about his face, and the gray hairs hung scantily about his head, as if life were waning there already.
Our young man's first impression of the Western world was received on the landing-place of the German steamers at Jersey City--a huge wooden shed covering a wooden wharf which resounded under the feet, an expanse palisaded with rough-hewn
piles that leaned this way and that, and bestrewn with masses of heterogeneous luggage.
1 400 m 2 sand-lime brickwork with lime-cement plaster: Filling, Sanding, Rough-hewn
/ painting fleece, Disperse paint coating - approx.
Composed in 1967 and based on Anton Chekov's play of the same name, it tells the tale of the widow, Mme Popova, unendingly mourning the death of her husband until the arrival of the rough-hewn
yet charismatic land agent, Smirnov ('the bear' of the title) demanding payment of debts.
She quickly reorganized the rough-hewn
dispensary into a proper
It's something I've done my entire life, a sort of evolutionary protective response to the existential sense of dread I felt as a child every time I passed the rough-hewn
iron sculpture that served as the Holocaust Memorial at our local JCC.