To me the one incredible thing is that I am here to-night in this old familiar
room looking into your friendly faces and telling you these strange adventures.
College professors, and even the active men of cities, came from far to see and converse with Ernest; for the report had gone abroad that this simple husbandman had ideas unlike those of other men, not gained from books, but of a higher tone- a tranquil and familiar
majesty, as if he had been talking with the angels as his daily friends.
It spoke to us in a language of its own; and with a pathos more tender than any words might bring, its mute eloquence swept down the long roll of the centuries with its tale of a vacant chair, a familiar
footstep missed from the threshold, a pleasant voice gone from the chorus, a vanished form
Descriptions of pictures are always dull, and these, besides, are familiar
to all who take an interest in such things.
For twenty minutes he pored over them, when suddenly they commenced to take familiar
though distorted shapes.
No, friend," said a pleasant and, as it seemed to Prince Andrew, a familiar
voice, "what I say is that if it were possible to know what is beyond death, none of us would be afraid of it.
In this way I came into living contact with literature again, and the daydreams began once more over the familiar
cases of type.
In the silence of mingled joy and sorrow they passed along through the familiar
jungle, and as the afternoon was waning there came faintly to the ears of the ape-man the murmuring cadence of distant voices.
He spoke gravely, resenting the familiar
tone in which the manager had referred to his previous visit to the hotel.
By the last rays of the setting sun I looked at the familiar
row of windows in front, and saw that the shutters were all closed.
On seeing him the third time, he so increased in boldness that he went up to him and commenced a familiar
conversation with him.
Yes," replied the Public Treasury, "I am familiar
with the hauls of legislation.
Something in the number seemed familiar
Every one should be familiar
with all the poems of Milton mentioned in the text.
When the ponds were firmly frozen, they afforded not only new and shorter routes to many points, but new views from their surfaces of the familiar
landscape around them.