Have you forgotten what comes after the depression
For the rest, Lincolnshire life to Volumnia is a vast blank of overgrown house looking out upon trees, sighing, wringing their hands, bowing their heads, and casting their tears upon the window- panes in monotonous depressions
in the soil are covered with a black, rich loam, on which there is a vigorous vegetation.
Nothing in life seemed to him of much importance, and under the influence of the depression
that possessed him he valued neither his liberty nor his resolution to punish his wife.
From exultation she had passed to the depths of depression
which the imagination of her death aroused.
For a moment they scanned the little depression
from behind sheltering bowlders, but when they had satisfied themselves that it was empty they advanced across it.
Emily was at a loss to account for the depression
in his looks and tones, while he was making these unimportant inquiries.
Again he felt the all-pervading sense of depression
Such humble furniture as there may once have been and much of the lower weatherboarding, had served as fuel in the camp fires of hunters; as had also, probably, the curbing of an old well, which at the time I write of existed in the form of a rather wide but not very deep depression
But then immediately occurs the startling difficulty, why has the sea worn out these great, though circumscribed depressions
on a wide platform, and left mere gorges at the openings, through which the whole vast amount of triturated matter must have been carried away?
This beautiful miniature world had exactly the appearance of those "relief maps" which reproduce nature precisely, with the heights and depressions
and other details graduated to a reduced scale, and with the rocks, trees, lakes, etc.
The men curled into depressions
and fitted them- selves snugly behind whatever would frustrate a bullet.
I suppose it is that when we are happy the mind reverts instinctively to those with whom formerly we shared our exaltations and depressions
, and je t'eu ai trop dit, dans le bon temps, mon gros Prosper, and you always listened to me too imperturbably, with your pipe in your mouth, your waistcoat unbuttoned, for me not to feel that I can count upon your sympathy to-day.
water stands in deep puddles in the depressions
forward of their
The eye caught the vast outline of those immense depressions
inappropriately called "seas," but they could not recognize their nature.