It had its drawbacks; such as hunger and thirst, inclement weather, hot sunshine, and weary and foot-blistering marches over barren and ugly tracts, that lay
between the sites desirable for their fertility and beauty.
He would be a poet who could impress the winds and streams into his service, to speak for him; who nailed words to their primitive senses, as farmers drive down stakes in the spring, which the frost has heaved; who derived his words as often as he used them--transplanted them to his page with earth adhering to their roots; whose words were so true and fresh and natural that they would appear to expand like the buds at the approach of spring, though they lay
half smothered between two musty leaves in a library--aye, to bloom and bear fruit there, after their kind, annually, for the faithful reader, in sympathy with surrounding Nature.
It lay heavier on my breast than if I had been a most atrocious criminal, I dare say.
The day may come when she'll be glad to lay her poor head.
My guardian lay
at the Boar in the next room to mine.
And then do I lay
down my swineherd's horn and staff, and take the freeman's sword and buckler, and follow my young master to the death, without hiding either my face or my name.
At half-past one, luncheon being over, she went out of doors to a lawn that lay
between the southern side of the college and a shrubbery.
I was assured that, a year or two before my arrival, Flimnap would infallibly have broke his neck, if one of the king's cushions, that accidentally lay
on the ground, had not weakened the force of his fall.
He watched it with that strange interest in trivial things that we try to develop when things of high import make us afraid, or when we are stirred by some new emotion for which we cannot find expression, or when some thought that terrifies us lays
sudden siege to the brain and calls on us to yield.
Beth said nothing, but wiped away her tears with the blue army sock and began to knit with all her might, losing no time in doing the duty that lay
nearest her, while she resolved in her quiet little soul to be all that Father hoped to find her when the year brought round the happy coming home.
In his bed the writer rolled over on his side and lay
As the three boats lay
there on that gently rolling sea, gazing down into its eternal blue noon; and as not a single groan or cry of any sort, nay, not so much as a ripple or a bubble came up from its depths; what landsman would have thought, that beneath all that silence and placidity, the utmost monster of the seas was writhing and wrenching in agony