And now, Umslopogaas, you know why the rock is smooth
Well, now," thought I to myself, "it is plain I must lie where I am and not disturb the balance; but it is plain also that I can put the paddle over the side and from time to time, in smooth
places, give her a shove or two towards land.
At length one of them called out in a clear, polite, smooth
dialect, not unlike in sound to the Italian: and therefore I returned an answer in that language, hoping at least that the cadence might be more agreeable to his ears.
A flight of smooth
double chins led down to the dizzy depths of a still-snowy bosom veiled in snowy muslins that were held in place by a miniature portrait of the late Mr.
cried Thurid, and springing forward before I could guess his intention, he had grasped my beard and ripped the whole false fabric from my face and head, revealing my smooth
, tanned skin beneath and my close-cropped black hair.
Next instant a smooth
black cane was raining blow after blow on the man's head.
Everywhere you go, in any direction, you find either a hard, smooth
, level thoroughfare, just sprinkled with black lava sand, and bordered with little gutters neatly paved with small smooth
pebbles, or compactly paved ones like Broadway.
The lava clinker, over which we must drag ourselves, though smooth
compared with some clinker I have heard of, such as that on the Island of Ascension, for instance, was yet rough enough to make our feet very sore, and this, together with our other miseries, had pretty well finished us.
She rose and smoothed
her hair, which was as usual so extremely smooth
that it seemed to be made of one piece with her head and covered with varnish.
Richard found Helen talking to her brother-in-law, over two dishes of yellow cake and smooth
bread and butter.
The floor of the tunnel was difficult to walk upon because it had been worn smooth
as glass, and pretty soon Scraps, who was some distance behind the others, slipped and fell head foremost.
There was a feeling of freshness and vigour in the very streets; and when I got free of the town, when my foot was on the sands and my face towards the broad, bright bay, no language can describe the effect of the deep, clear azure of the sky and ocean, the bright morning sunshine on the semicircular barrier of craggy cliffs surmounted by green swelling hills, and on the smooth
, wide sands, and the low rocks out at sea--looking, with their clothing of weeds and moss, like little grass-grown islands--and above all, on the brilliant, sparkling waves.