Along the street to the church went the minister, plowing through the drifts
and thinking that this time he would utterly give way to sin.
After dinner Jake and Otto, their damp clothes now dried on them, stretched their stiff arms and plunged again into the drifts
That part of the sea known among whalemen as the Brazil Banks does not bear that name as the Banks of Newfoundland do, because of there being shallows and soundings there, but because of this remarkable meadow-like appearance, caused by the vast drifts
of brit continually floating in those latitudes, where the Right Whale is often chased.
And then his wife might set out to look for him, and she too would feel the cold; and perhaps she would have some of the children with her--and so a whole family would drift
into drinking, as the current of a river drifts
At one extremity of this patch of desolation, overhung by bare and forbidding crags which husbanded drifts
of everlasting snow in their shaded cavities, was a small stretch of thin and discouraged grass, and a man and a family of pigs were actually living here in some shanties.
This was the drift
of re- mark; and the minister said, "It was a judgment; His hand is here.
A Christmas frost had come at midsummer; a white December storm had whirled over June; ice glazed the ripe apples, drifts
crushed the blowing roses; on hayfield and cornfield lay a frozen shroud: lanes which last night blushed full of flowers, to- day were pathless with untrodden snow; and the woods, which twelve hours since waved leafy and flagrant as groves between the tropics, now spread, waste, wild, and white as pine-forests in wintry Norway.
A more elastic footstep entered next; and now I opened my mouth for a 'good-morning,' but closed it again, the salutation unachieved; for Hareton Earnshaw was performing his orison SOTTO VOCE, in a series of curses directed against every object he touched, while he rummaged a corner for a spade or shovel to dig through the drifts
Speak to her -- and she drifts
miles away from you directly.
And so today we pledge an end to the era of deadlock and drift
, and a new season of American renewal has begun.
I had no means of reaching the land unless I should chance to drift
Brown was just weathering the corner, by Peter Goldthwaite's house, when the hurricane caught him off his feet, tossed him face downward into a snow bank, and proceeded to bury his protuberant part beneath fresh drifts