They painted many religious pictures - in fact, they painted far too many, and the monotony
of type and motive is wearisome, and was bad for art.
Then she looked for the other boats, but as far as the eye could reach there was nothing to break the fearful monotony
of that waste of waters--they were alone in a small boat upon the broad Atlantic.
Midway on the long sweep of the lower slope of the iceberg, what objects rise, and break the desolate monotony
of the scene?
For so John Barleycorn tricks and lures, setting the maggots of intelligence gnawing, whispering his fatal intuitions of truth, flinging purple passages into the monotony
of one's days.
The Coldwater was fully equipped for two months' patrolling--the ordinary length of assignment to this service--and a month had already passed, its monotony
entirely unrelieved by sight of another craft, when the first of our misfortunes befell.
welcomed you when you went in, and snug monotony
met you again when you turned to the window and looked out.
By this means he gained in snap and point, though for purposes of continuous narrative or exposition he increased the monotony
and somewhat decreased the strength.
With mingled feelings of annoyance at never being able to get away from acquaintances anywhere, and longing to find some sort of diversion from the monotony
of his life, Vronsky looked once more at the gentleman, who had retreated and stood still again, and at the same moment a light came into the eyes of both.
The delicious monotony
of life in our calm seclusion flowed on with me, like a smooth stream with a swimmer who glides down the current.
Nothing for the spent toiler to do, but to compare the monotony
of his seventh day with the monotony
of his six days, think what a weary life he led, and make the best of it--or the worst, according to the probabilities.
The milkman said he knew of two young ladies of the highest respectability who were in search of a suitable establishment, and he took a card,' interposed Mrs Wilfer, with severe monotony
, as if she were reading an Act of Parliament aloud.
And now her lot was beginning to have a still, sad monotony
, which threw her more than ever on her inward self.