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Updated: June 8, 2025
Then we all went down through a narrow ravine into a lovely shady glade, all green and refreshing, with a brook gurgling sweetly at the foot and birds singing in the foliage. There was something very quaint in this cosy corner, with the hideous echoes and weird re-echoes of my men's squealing.
There is not one single principle of Political Economy that does not change its aspect if you look at it from our point of view. Take, for instance, over-production, a word which every day re-echoes in our ears.
The birds themselves seem not more gay. On emerging from the shadow of the tall trees into the open glade effulgent with flowers, his gaiety seems to have reached its climax: it breaks forth in song; and for some minutes the forest re-echoes the well-known lay of "Woodman spare that tree." Whence this joyous humour? Why are those eyes sparkling with a scarce concealed triumph?
The white vapour covers the ground like a cloud, and the noise re-echoes against the old grey church, but the jackdaws do not even rise from the battlements. These engines and their corresponding tackle are the chief stock-in-trade of the village machinist.
What funny shapes the Thames has in some of the sections, and how nicely the pieces underneath it fit into it. Alas! the days, the days that are no more! What a sob re-echoes from those simple words!" Blessed writing! In what an impasse were his life without it! Though in his reply to Helen he promised to accept her money in case of need, he could not prevail on himself to begin just then.
God! how terrible what, what am I to do?" he says, taking the sufferer's hand in his own. Now he rubs it, now raises her head, makes an effort to wake a few of the miserable sleepers, and calls aloud for help. "Help! help! help!" he shouts, and the shout re-echoes through the air and along the hollow court. "A woman is dying, dying here on the cold stones with no one to raise a hand for her!"
Give all your strength and your last farthing to increase our fleet and any other necessary means to attain our goal: Down with England!" "Truly it is no longer necessary either in this assembly or in all Germany to create popular opinion for the cry 'Nieder mit England! It re-echoes daily from the lips of every German.
All the woodland rings with clapping and shouts of men that cheer their favourites, and the sheltered beach eddies back their cries; the noise buffets and re-echoes from the hills. Gyas shoots out in front of the noisy crowd, and glides foremost along the water; whom Cloanthus follows next, rowing better, but held back by his dragging weight of pine.
She wrings her hands, and having sailed as it were into the further end of the pit, vaults back, and commences a series of wild gyrations round Mr. Krone. "Poor wretch!" says Brother Spyke, complacently, "the gin has dried up her senses-made her what she is." "Maniac Munday! Maniac Munday!" suddenly echoes and re-echoes through the pit.
For suddenly a flash and peal comes quivering from heaven, and all seemed in a moment to totter, and the Tyrrhene trumpet-blast to roar along the sky. They look up; again and yet again the heavy crash re-echoes. They see in the serene space of sky armour gleam red through a cloud in the clear air, and ring clashing out.
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