The young man was tried and convicted of the crime; but either the circumstantial nature of the evidence, and possibly some lurking doubts in the breast
of the executive, or" lastly--an argument of greater weight in a republic than it could have been under a monarchy,--the high respectability and political influence of the criminal's connections, had availed to mitigate his doom from death to perpetual imprisonment.
On hearing this the pilot grew white, and, beating his breast
, he cried, "Oh, sir, we are lost, lost
Lips of stone turned to flame, breasts
of ice became like heated lava, so that to Franz, yielding for the first time to the sway of the drug, love was a sorrow and voluptuousness a torture, as burning mouths were pressed to his thirsty lips, and he was held in cool serpent-like embraces.
When the news was noised abroad, it was observed that many persons walked the streets with freer countenances and covered their breasts
less carefully with their hands.
These mountains placed thus, like the pillars of a gigantic gateway, are shaped after the fashion of a woman's breasts
, and at times the mists and shadows beneath them take the form of a recumbent woman, veiled mysteriously in sleep.
Great circles of colour were drawn about their eyes and lips, their breasts
and abdomens, and from their clay-plastered coiffures rose gay feathers and bits of long, straight wire.
Spit on the city of compressed souls and slender breasts
, of pointed eyes and sticky fingers--
He had that sense of peace, and of being lightened of a weight of care, which country quiet awakens in the breasts
of dwellers in towns.
Thus the young and pure would be taught to look at her, with the scarlet letter flaming on her breast
-- at her, the child of honourable parents -- at her, the mother of a babe that would hereafter be a woman -- at her, who had once been innocent -- as the figure, the body, the reality of sin.
The man who reviews his own life, as I do mine, in going on here, from page to page, had need to have been a good man indeed, if he would be spared the sharp consciousness of many talents neglected, many opportunities wasted, many erratic and perverted feelings constantly at war within his breast
, and defeating him.
All about us lay the bodies of dead people, scores of them--old men, young men, women, children, little babies at the breast
--there they lay among the burnt huts, pierced with assegai wounds.
Naught he found too lofty, none he saw too low-- Parbati beside him watched them come and go; Thought to cheat her husband, turning Shiv to jest-- Stole the little grasshopper and hid it in her breast