I had to keep guessing at the channel; I had to discern, mostly by inspiration, the signs of hidden banks; I watched for sunken stones; I was learning to clap
my teeth smartly before my heart flew out, when I shaved by a fluke some infernal sly old snag that would have ripped the life out of the tin-pot steamboat and drowned all the pilgrims; I had to keep a look-out for the signs of dead wood we could cut up in the night for next day's steaming.
In this vast theatre of time are seated the friend and the critic; here are claps
and shouts, hisses and groans; in short, everything which was ever seen or heard at the Theatre-Royal.
Then he claps
me and Tobin on the backs of us and takes us by an arm apiece.
Up goes Tom, the guard catching his hatbox and holding on with one hand, while with the other he claps
the horn to his mouth.
He'll know as soon as ever he claps
eyes on us," Parsons replied.
his hands and Mesrour the Nubian appears, with bare arms, bangles, yataghans, and every Eastern ornament-- gaunt, tall, and hideous.
They sang a song too, about a farmer sowing his seed: with corresponding action at such parts as ''tis thus he sows,' 'he turns him round,' 'he claps
his hands;' which gave it greater interest for them, and accustomed them to act together, in an orderly manner.
Mr Wegg claps
on his spectacles, and admiringly surveys Mr Venus from head to foot.
One of the three, cursing and raging, told them they should see they were not in jest; and going to a little place at a distance, where the honest men had made a fire to dress their victuals, he takes a firebrand, and claps
it to the outside of their hut, and set it on fire: indeed, it would have been all burned down in a few minutes if one of the two had not run to the fellow, thrust him away, and trod the fire out with his feet, and that not without some difficulty too.
A splashing of oars, a measured dip reverberating on the level of water, intensified by the silence of the shore into loud claps
, made me jump up.
So he gallops close to the 'orse's legs, And he claps
his head vithin; And the Bishop says, 'Sure as eggs is eggs, This here's the bold Turpin
Let's have the shutters up,' cried old Fezziwig, with a sharp clap
of his hands,' before a man can say Jack Robinson.