With them he pushed off; and, after much weary pulling, and many perilous, unsuccessful onsets
, he at last succeeded in getting one iron fast.
General d'Epinay passed for one of the best swordsmen in the army, but he was pressed so closely in the onset
that he missed his aim and fell.
of troops is like the rush of a torrent which will even roll stones along in its course.
In this moment of imminent peril, a Pierced-nose chief, named Blue John by the whites, offered to approach secretly with a small, but chosen band, through a defile which led to the encampment of the enemy, and, by a sudden onset
, to drive off the horses.
There is surely no greater wisdom, than well to time the beginnings, and onsets
, of things.
When the infant had taken its fill the young mother sat it upright in her lap, and looking into the far distance dandled it with a gloomy indifference that was almost dislike; then all of a sudden she fell to violently kissing it some dozens of times, as if she could never leave off, the child crying at the vehemence of an onset
which strangely combined passionateness with contempt.
The immediate effect upon New York of the sudden onset
of war was merely to intensify her normal vehemence.
Was it his successful onset
which had elated him, or the satisfaction of helping Mary's father?
Had the pirates kept together it is certain that they would have won; but the onset
came when they were still unstrung, and they ran hither and thither, striking wildly, each thinking himself the last survivor of the crew.
For Big-Tooth also had an other-self, and when he slept that other-self dreamed back into the past, back to the winged reptiles and the clash and the onset
of dragons, and beyond that to the scurrying, rodent-like life of the tiny mammals, and far remoter still, to the shore-slime of the primeval sea.
The poem swung in majestic rhythm to the cool tumult of interstellar conflict, to the onset
of starry hosts, to the impact of cold suns and the flaming up of nebular in the darkened void; and through it all, unceasing and faint, like a silver shuttle, ran the frail, piping voice of man, a querulous chirp amid the screaming of planets and the crash of systems.
If driven sharply back by a sudden onset
of the enemy--and pickets are not expected to make a stand after firing--the men would come into the converging roads and naturally following them to their point of intersection could be rallied and "formed.