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Oh, the delight of being once more free, with the possibility of some day clasping in his arms his loved ones, still so far away. Suddenly awaking from his reverie, Antonio thanked Ashmed again and again. Resuming their walk, Antonio talked of his childhood and his home in Italy; and so tenderly and pathetically did he speak of his parents that Ashmed's heart was deeply moved.
I was too terrified to move "'Obstupui steteruntque comae and I should most infallibly have been converted into dog's meat, if our mutual acquaintance had not started from his reverie, called his dog by the very appropriate name of Terror, and then slouching his hat over his face, passed rapidly by me, dog and all. I did not recover the fright for an hour and a quarter.
It brought no consolation with it. What I had heard, seemed to clog the usual healthy beating of my heart; my respiration laboured, and I fell into a bitter reverie. The profoundest pity, the most impassioned admiration, and the most ardent desire to afford protection are not these the ingredients that make the all-potent draught of love? Let universal humanity reply I loved.
Atkins came out of his reverie with a start, arose and walked across the room to the wall where the instrument hung. It was before the days of the convenient desk 'phone. He took the receiver from its hook and spoke into the transmitter. "Hello!" he said. "Hello! Yes, yes! stop ringing. What is it?" The wire buzzed and purred in the storm. "Hello!" said a voice. "Hello, there! Is this Mr.
The latter appeared to be buried in a sombre reverie, motionless as a statue, and wrapped in an ample cloak, which served both to conceal his person and protect him from the humidity of the atmosphere. His eyes were turned toward the sea; and for this reason he did not perceive the dark form of the carabinier approaching in the opposite direction.
You picked him up and carried him out as Sister Dora carried the corpses with the small-pox. A screw loose somewhere. A tap turned on. Your mind dribbled imbecilities. She kicked. "I won't think. I won't think about it any more!" Restlessness. It ached. It gnawed, stopping a minute, beginning again, only to be appeased by reverie, by the running tap. Restlessness. That was desire. It must be.
He placed his poem between the photograph and the letter, closed the box, and tied the tissue-paper about it again with the blue ribbon. But the dolorous tokens passed, and he sat with elbows upon the table, his chin upon his hands, reverie in his eyes. Tragedy had given way to gentler pathos; beyond question, something had measurably soothed him.
He was constantly catching himself in a reverie reveries made up of recalling how she looked when she first burst upon him; how her voice thrilled him when she first spoke; how charmed the very air seemed by her presence. Blissful as the afternoon was, delivered up to such a revel as this, it seemed an eternity, so impatient was he to see the girl again. Other afternoons like it followed.
Mr Cranium fell into a profound reverie: emerging from which, he said, looking Squire Headlong full in the face, "Do you think Mr Escot would give me that skull?" "Skull!" said Squire Headlong. "Yes," said Mr Cranium, "the skull of Cadwallader." "To be sure he will," said the squire. "Ascertain the point," said Mr Cranium. "How can you doubt it?" said the squire.
'Well, I can do something to comfort Mrs. Crewe, at least; so give me a kiss, and good-bye till church-time. The mother leaned back in her chair when Janet was gone, and sank into a painful reverie.
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