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Withal he possessed a pair of the most powerful shoulders I have ever seen on a man of his frame; and in the depths of his mild blue eyes flickered a flame of resolution that I could well imagine flaring up to something formidable.
But when all were asleep, and no human eye could pry into his secret sorrows, Regnar seated himself by the flaring lamp, and drawing from his breast a locket, took from it a small folded paper, and a closely-curled ringlet of yellow hair, such as St. Olave, the warrior saint of Norway, laid in the lap of the fair Geyra, princess of Vendland.
The thing in the Village had nothing to do with me changing my mind about going into research. I did it because I thought you wanted me to." Now Rhoda was on her feet, too, her patrician nostrils flaring. "Well, don't do me any favors." "From now on, I wouldn't dream of it." As he pulled on his jacket, Rhoda sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette.
"Where are we going to put them?" he insisted doggedly. "Why, we have a couple of shelter tents somewhere in the duffle, haven't we? We might pitch those if " he looked about, ruminatively "if you think this is too squalid." Joe turned appealingly to Garry, only to meet eyes flaring with deviltry.
He was a little above medium height, with fat shoulders, a thick neck, and dark, heavy features with coarse lips showing through a black beard trimmed to a point, and small black eyes set close above a large nose with flaring nostrils. His clothing was good, and he carried himself with assurance. But altogether there was about him the unmistakable air of a foreigner.
They spoke, as they went, of all the minor things of life, details of home, details of petty sins, details of common loves and common hopes and fears, all stirring feebly under umbrellas. And close by these two friends, under three flaring gas-jets, watched the unwinking dead man, whose face seemed full of relief. Presently Julian, without looking up, said: "Death has utterly changed him.
The weltering river, the fishers and their labour and their songs, the tall dark hills, the deep gloomy pastures, the flaring lights, were then in a dream before me; but I was thinking, planning. As we sat there, we heard noises, not very harmonious, interrupting the song of the salmon-fishers. We got up to see.
And from the heart of the flaring cup rose and soared a lark, drunk with the berries and the sun. And Christophe's soul was like the lark. It knew that it would soon come down to earth again, and many times. But it knew also that it would unwearyingly ascend in the fire, singing its "tirra-lirra" which tells of the light of the heavens to those who are on earth below.
It’s his nerves that I am afraid of. The reactionary gang, with that abusive brute Cheeseman at their head, insult him every night.” “If he will insist on beginning a revolution!” murmured the Assistant Commissioner. “The time has come, and he is the only man great enough for the work,” protested the revolutionary Toodles, flaring up under the calm, speculative gaze of the Assistant Commissioner.
Suddenly the nightingale again piped gloomily in the willow wood, as if in farewell to a departing dream. "Listen, my darling," said Leonora. "The poor little fellow is bidding us good-bye. Just hear how plaintively he says farewell." And in the strange exhiliration that comes from fatigue, Leonora felt the flames of art flaring up within her, seething through her organism from head to foot.
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