How shall I describe
the scenery that met my eye, as I looked out from this verdant recess
He is the favorite theme of the hunters of the far West, who describe
him as equal in size to a common cow and of prodigious strength.
PULMONAR--(1) For the symptoms you describe
, try the Gobi Desert Sanatoria.
Certain priests, whom he describes
as conversing very learnedly together, appeared to the children who were at some distance, like dead horses; and many the like misappearances.
them so well that he makes them all living to us.
The Delian hymn describes
how Leto, in travail with Apollo, sought out a place in which to bear her son, and how Apollo, born in Delos, at once claimed for himself the lyre, the bow, and prophecy.
Plato is most true to the character of his master when he describes
him as "not of this world.
This was a subject which ensured Marianne's attention, and she was beginning to describe
her own admiration of these scenes, and to question him more minutely on the objects that had particularly struck him, when Edward interrupted her by saying, "You must not enquire too far, Marianne--remember I have no knowledge in the picturesque, and I shall offend you by my ignorance and want of taste if we come to particulars.
To satisfy my curious reader, it may be sufficient to describe
You may perhaps ask how under these disadvantageous circumstances we are able to distinguish our friends from one another: but the answer to this very natural question will be more fitly and easily given when I come to describe
the inhabitants of Flatland.
But in commencing to describe
scenes, and perhaps he may add characters, that were so familiar to his own youth, there was a constant temptation to delineate that which he had known, rather than that which he might have imagined.
As I was racking my brain as to how I should best describe
it, my eyes fell upon the issue of my own Journal for the morning of the
If this were one of those realistic Zolaesque stories I would describe
the crick in the back that--but let us hurry on.
We had played billiards in the Azores with balls that were not round and on an ancient table that was very little smoother than a brick pavement--one of those wretched old things with dead cushions, and with patches in the faded cloth and invisible obstructions that made the balls describe
the most astonishing and unsuspected angles and perform feats in the way of unlooked-for and almost impossible "scratches" that were perfectly bewildering.
It was not far from dawn, but there was none of the bright feel of dawn in the air, which was thick with a hot murkiness that I cannot describe