He just had strength enough to crawl up on to the comb
and lean his back agin the chimbly, and then he collected his impressions and begun to free his mind.
The girl's fervid temp erament intensified the essentially feminine pleasure that most women feel in the passage of the comb
through their hair, to a luxury of sensation which absorbed her in enjoyment, so serenely self-demonstrative, so drowsily deep that it did irresistibly suggest a pet cat's enjoyment under a caressing hand.
In the left there was a sort of engine, from the back of which were extended twenty long poles, resembling the pallisados before your majesty's court: wherewith we conjecture the man-mountain combs
his head; for we did not always trouble him with questions, because we found it a great difficulty to make him understand us.
Time dragged heavily till the time of the full moon, but it passed at last, and as soon as it rose the young wife went to the pond, combed
her black hair with a golden comb
, and when she had finished, placed the comb
on the bank; then she watched the water impatiently.
was to be a leaden one, because his beard, like that of most fair people, was rather red; he therefore dyed it thus whilst combing it.
If the stock had not been old and overcrowded, the Wax-moth would never have entered; but where bees are too thick on the comb
there must be sickness or parasites.
I've raked and combed
the sea," Captain Doane would then break out, "and the teeth of my comb
are not so wide apart as to let slip through a four-thousand-foot peak.
Carrying the lamp in one hand, the looking-glass in the other, and the brush (with the comb
stuck in it) between her teeth, Ariel the Second, otherwise Dexter's cousin, presented herself plainly before me for the first time.
He must be a dull man who can examine the exquisite structure of a comb
, so beautifully adapted to its end, without enthusiastic admiration.
While she was eating, the old woman combed
her hair with a golden comb
, and her hair curled and shone with a lovely golden color around that sweet little face, which was so round and so like a rose.
Changeable is she, and wayward; often have I seen her bite her lip, and pass the comb
against the grain of her hair.
Instead of serried rows of bees sealing up every gap in the combs
and keeping the brood warm, he sees the skillful complex structures of the combs
, but no longer in their former state of purity.