Couch


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Popular shorthand for a 'tool' traditionally used in psychoanalysis and other talk therapies
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Again he caught her roughly to him, dragging her towards his couch.
He just sat upon the edge of the jeddak's couch and waited.
The vapor floated away; the atmosphere became, clear again; a whiff of fresh air filled the tent, and the pink curtains of the couch trembled slightly, as if stirred from within.
Mercy returned to the couch. She could stand no longer; she had not even resolution enough left to lift her eyes to the door.
Alleyne sat up on his couch with all his nerves in a tingle, uncertain whether these sounds might come from a simple cause--some sick archer and visiting leech perhaps--or whether they might have a more sinister meaning, But what danger could threaten them here in this strong castle, under the care of famous warriors, with high walls and a broad moat around them?
Springing from the couch, the girl seized the man by the arm and dragged him after her to the wall close by the head of the couch.
Gahan rose from the couch of O-Mai, smiling, only to swing quickly about with drawn sword as the shadow of a noise impinged upon his keen ears from the shadows behind him.
He threw his affectation of detachment to the winds, moved his shoulders slightly, very slightly, made a step nearer to the couch, and looked down on her with an expression of amused courtesy.
She lay on a couch covered with purple silk, under draperies of green velvet to keep her warm.
On a couch opposite sat a man, half undressed for bed, reading a book.
Methinks there's a genius Roams in the mountains, Girdled with ivy And robed in wisteria, Lips ever smiling, Of noble demeanour, Driving the yellow pard, Tiger-attended, Couched in a chariot With banners of cassia, Cloaked with the orchid, And crowned with azaleas; Culling the perfume Of sweet flowers, he leaves In the heart a dream-blossom, Memory haunting.
Thy world has not the dross of ours, Yet all the beauty-all the flowers That list our love or deck our bowers In dreamy gardens, where do lie Dreamy maidens all the day; While the silver winds of Circassy On violet couches faint away.