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She's all right," mumbled Pap. "Got the whole house uptore, and Laurelly miscallin' me till I don't know which way to look; and now the little dickens is a-goin' to git well all right. Chaps is tough, I tell ye. Ye cain't kill 'em." "You people must have thought so," said Stoddard, "or you wouldn't have brought these little ones down and hired them to the cotton mill.
'From the dark glades of forest shades There rushed a raging boar, Two sapling oaks with cruel strokes His crooked tusks uptore. 'Ah, Lady dear, dismiss thy fear Of phantoms haunting sleep! 'The giant knight, Sir Konrad hight, Hath vowed a vengeance deep. 'My Lord, o'erbold, hath kept his gold, And scornful answer spake: 'Kunz, wisdom learn, nor strive to burn The fish within their lake.
We are too hasty when we set down our ancestors in the gross for fools, for the monstrous inconsistencies (as they seem to us) involved in their creed of witchcraft. In the relations of this visible world we find them to have been as rational, and shrewd to detect an historic anomaly, as ourselves. But when once the invisible world was supposed to be opened, and the lawless agency of bad spirits assumed, what measures of probability, of decency, of fitness, or proportion of that which distinguishes the likely from the palpable absurd could they have to guide them in the rejection or admission of any particular testimony? That maidens pined away, wasting inwardly as their waxen images consumed before a fire that corn was lodged, and cattle lamed that whirlwinds uptore in diabolic revelry the oaks of the forest or that spits and kettles only danced a fearful-innocent vagary about some rustic's kitchen when no wind was stirring were all equally probable where no law of agency was understood. That the prince of the powers of darkness, passing by the flower and pomp of the earth, should lay preposterous siege to the weak fantasy of indigent eld has neither likelihood nor unlikelihood
'I could bend her with my finger and thumb; and what good would it do if I bent, if I uptore, if I crushed her? Consider that eye: consider the resolute, wild, free thing looking out of it, defying me, with more than courage with a stern triumph. Whatever I do with its cage, I cannot get at it the savage, beautiful creature!
At other times, his throat feeling as if it were on fire, he put a little snow in his mouth and sucked it; this for a moment assuaged his thirst, but changed it into fever a relief which was an aggravation. The storm had become shapeless from its violence. Deluges of snow are possible. This was one. The paroxysm scourged the shore at the same time that it uptore the depths of ocean.
Had the long, long grass that grew so rank, Grown the very armour through? "'O brother, brother! cried the Earl, With a loud, heart-broken wail, 'I would put my soul into thy bones, To see thee alive and hale. "'Ha! ha! said a voice from out the helm 'Twas the voice of the Dead Sea shore And the joints did close, and the armour rose, And clattered and grass uptore
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