Those stern, immitigable features seemed to symbolize an evil influence, and so darkly to mingle the shadow of their presence with the sunshine of the passing
hour, that no good thoughts or purposes could ever spring up and blossom there.
What troops are these that seem to be passing
through the wood?
These innumerable multitudes of ruminating beasts often form an insurmountable obstacle to the passage of the trains; thousands of them have been seen passing
over the track for hours together, in compact ranks.
It is not at all amusing here; there is not a single woman passing
Passengers who may wish to extend the time at Paris can do so, and, passing
down through Switzerland, rejoin the steamer at Genoa.
You see, then, my friends, that the country over which we are now passing
has witnessed some noble instances of self-sacrifice which, unfortunately, have only too often had death for their reward.
The maid with the decanter in her haste had not closed the door (everything in the house was done in haste at that time), and Pierre and Anna Mikhaylovna in passing
instinctively glanced into the room, where Prince Vasili and the eldest princess were sitting close together talking.
The air-patrol boat sheered off, passing
again upon its way.
When, however, he saw that Rosalie had taken leave of her friends and I was about to join her, he would have left me and passed on at a quicker pace; but, as he civilly lifted his hat in passing
her, to my surprise, instead of returning the salute with a stiff, ungracious bow, she accosted him with one of her sweetest smiles, and, walking by his side, began to talk to him with all imaginable cheerfulness and affability; and so we proceeded all three together.
We managed to keep the heads erect by passing
our swords up through the necks, and by the same means were enabled to move them about in a life-like manner.
The girl watched him, and she saw that he gave the towers as wide a berth as possible and that he never took his eyes from one of them while he was passing
He passed a great brewery transformed into a canteen, from which a line of waggons, going and returning, were passing
all the time backwards and forwards into the valley.