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Updated: May 2, 2025
I turn, without shrinking, from cloud-borne angels, from prophets, sibyls, and heroic warriors, to an old woman bending over her flower-pot, or eating her solitary dinner, while the noonday light, softened perhaps by a screen of leaves, falls on her mob-cap, and just touches the rim of her spinning-wheel, and her stone jug, and all those cheap common things which are the precious necessaries of life to her or I turn to that village wedding, kept between four brown walls, where an awkward bridegroom opens the dance with a high-shouldered, broad-faced bride, while elderly and middle-aged friends look on, with very irregular noses and lips, and probably with quart-pots in their hands, but with an expression of unmistakable contentment and goodwill.
One painted a high-shouldered stone bottle with a stork and stood it at the right corner of the mantel on a scarf; another gilded the bottle and stood it at the left corner, and tied the scarf through its handle. One knotted a ribbon around the arm of a chair; another knotted it around the leg.
Fear and doubt vanished as if scattered to the four winds, and when Aisopion's work of transformation was completed and Barine stood before her as the high-shouldered, dark-visaged, wrinkled maid, she could not help admitting that it would be easy to escape from the palace in that disguise.
The head was hidden by a green barege veil, which the showers had plentifully besprinkled with dew; a tall, thin figure. No; not even could it be called a figure: straight up and down, like a finger or a post; high-shouldered, and a step a step like a plow-man's. No umbrella; no nothing more, in fact. It does not sound so peculiar as when first related something must be forgotten.
The third visit was with the same escort to the fighting front at Verdun. The long, bare, rolling ridges between Bar-le-Duc and the Meuse; the high-shouldered hills along the river and around the ruined little city; the open fields, the narrow valleys, the wrecked villages, the shattered woodlands all were covered with dazzling snow. The sun was bright in a cloudless sky.
Xanthe did not go directly down to the sea, but approached her uncle's house to seek Phaon with her eyes. As she could not see him, either in the stables, or the walk lined with fig-trees trained upon espaliers beside the house, she turned quickly away, repressing out of pride her desire to call him. On her way to the sea she met her uncle's high-shouldered slave.
Fear and doubt vanished as if scattered to the four winds, and when Aisopion's work of transformation was completed and Barine stood before her as the high-shouldered, dark-visaged, wrinkled maid, she could not help admitting that it would be easy to escape from the palace in that disguise.
"Nothing keeps one going like a cold bath and exercise," he said, feeling the biceps of his right arm with his left hand, on the third finger of which he wore a gold ring. The president quickly put away the dumb-bells and opened the door, saying, "I beg your pardon." One of the members, a high-shouldered, discontented-looking man, with gold spectacles, came into the room.
Xanthe did not go directly down to the sea, but approached her uncle's house to seek Phaon with her eyes. As she could not see him, either in the stables, or the walk lined with fig-trees trained upon espaliers beside the house, she turned quickly away, repressing out of pride her desire to call him. On her way to the sea she met her uncle's high-shouldered slave.
Mellen's library with Caleb Benson, the high-shouldered, bald-headed occupant of "The Sailor's Safe Anchor," and the person whose prerogative it had been to supply fresh fish to the family at Piney Cove. Besides this, he performed a good deal of work in the grounds, and made himself generally useful.
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