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Updated: July 23, 2025
Through a fortuitous concourse of accidents, the matronly Tisher heaves in sight, says, in rustling through the room like the legendary ghost of a dowager in silken skirts: 'I hope I see Mr. Drood well; though I needn't ask, if I may judge from his complexion. I trust I disturb no one; but there WAS a paper-knife- -O, thank you, I am sure! and disappears with her prize.
It heaves its stomach, it rolls its eyes, it brandishes a monstrous arm: and with the censorship, like a Bravo of old Venice with a more carnal weapon, stabs its victim from behind in the twilight of its upper shelf.
Oline heaves herself up to the bench again, her face all blue and yellow, swollen and bleeding; she wipes the hair from her forehead, straightens her kerchief, and spits; her mouth too is bruised and swollen. "You devil!" she says. "You've been nosing about in the woods!" cries Inger. "That's what you've been doing. You've found that little bit of a grave there.
There is no need to wonder guiltily whether you have sent out a connecting-file between the vanguard and the main-guard, or if you remembered to instruct your sentry groups as to the position of the enemy and the extent of their own front. Second Lieutenant Little heaves a contented sigh, and steps out manfully along the dusty road. Behind him tramp his men.
'Tis the high tide that heaves the stranded ship, And every individual's spirit waxes In the great stream of multitudes. Behold They are still here, here still! But soon the war Bursts them once more asunder, and in small Particular anxieties and interests Scatters their spirit, and the sympathy Of each man with the whole.
No! he must do the deed again see, she is moving she will recover! her chest heaves visibly she breathes she speaks she knows me ha! down down, I say!
And even as she spoke thus in the gateway, suddenly countenance nor colour nor ranged tresses stayed the same; her wild heart heaves madly in her panting bosom; and she expands to sight, and her voice is more than mortal, now the god breathes on her in nearer deity.
His bosom heaves with sighs of grief and heavy discontent, As to the royal city he makes his sad lament: "Ah, many a champion have I lost, fair Jaen, at thy gate, Yet lightly did I speak of thee with victory elate, The prowess of my tongue was more than all that I could do, And my word outstripped the lance and sword of my squadron strong and true.
Every time the boat pitches, the floor heaves you forward, the fire spurts at you out of the doors and the gong keeps on like a sledgehammer coming down on top of your mind. And all you think of is your bunk and the time when you're to tumble in." From the stokers' quarters presently there came a burst of singing. "Now let's go back," he ended, "and see how they're getting ready for this."
She will go through it ever so much easier so." They shifted their seats until daylight could be seen under the keel a foot from the bow. "I think that is about the right trim," Harry said. "Now paddle all." The boat shot off from the shore. A minute later it darted into the gorge, the Indian setting a long sweeping stroke. There were two or three long heaves, and then they dashed into the race.
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