She extended herself in the hammock
with a deep breath of relief.
Of things not properly belonging to the room, there was a hammock
lashed up, and thrown upon the floor in one corner; also a large seaman's bag, containing the harpooneer's wardrobe, no doubt in lieu of a land trunk.
I was very sensible of my entertainer's goodness, and listened to the women's going to bed in another little crib like mine at the opposite end of the boat, and to him and Ham hanging up two hammocks
for themselves on the hooks I had noticed in the roof, in a very luxurious state of mind, enhanced by my being sleepy.
He called my attention to a convenient deck-chair before the window, and to an array of old books, chiefly, I found, surgical works and editions of the Latin and Greek classics (languages I cannot read with any comfort), on a shelf near the hammock
cried Keyser, rising ready dressed from the sail in which he slept, as people sleep in a hammock
Mowgli made an easy way for himself up a convenient tree, knotted three or four creepers together, and in less time than it takes to tell was swinging in a hammock
fifty feet above ground.
The next square of turf which he crossed seemed at first sight quite deserted, till he saw in the twilight of trees in one corner of it a hammock
and in the hammock
a man, reading a newspaper and swinging one leg over the edge of the net.
I should lie out in the garden in a hammock
and read sentimental novels with a melancholy ending, until the books should fall from my listless hand, and I should recline there, dreamily gazing into the deep blue of the firmament, watching the fleecy clouds floating like white-sailed ships across its depths, and listening to the joyous song of the birds and the low rustling of the trees.
Cut out that mossy bank, and make the girl lying in a hammock
My floating coffin was many things in turn; a railway carriage, a pleasure boat on the Thames, a hammock
under the trees; last of all it was the upper berth in a not very sweet-smelling cabin, with a clatter of knives and forks near at hand, and a very strong odor of onions in the Irish stew.
For an hour and a half or more we tramped on up the heather-fringed way, going so fast in our excitement that the bearers of Gagool's hammock
could scarcely keep pace with us, and its occupant piped out to us to stop.
They hovered over the palace, and soon perceived Jinjur reclining in a hammock
in the courtyard, where she was comfortably reading a novel with a green cover and eating green chocolates, confident that the walls would protect her from her enemies.