Externals have a great effect on the young: I thought that a fairer era of life was beginning for me, one that was to have its flowers and pleasures, as well as its thorns
Now the lions were close to us; they came to the body of the second cub, that lay outside the fence of thorns
The others they hate thee because their eyes cannot meet thine; because thou art wise; because thou hast pulled out thorns
from their feet--because thou art a man.
Just in front of the lion the boy placed the butt of his spear upon the ground, gave a mighty spring, and, before the bewildered beast could guess the trick that had been played upon him, sailed over the lion's head into the rending embrace of the thorn
tree--safe but lacerated.
But he was not loved in Fairy-Land, for, like the flower whose name and colors he wore, though fair to look upon, many were the little thorns
of cruelty and selfishness that lay concealed by his gay mantle.
However, he was back again in a few moments, having tucked under his chin the end of a tuft of wool (probably left on the thorn
by a wandering sheep), which made a magnificent beard, that reached nearly down to his feet.
With the same anxious forethought he wrote a letter of instructions to Captain Thorn
, in which he urged the strictest attention to the health of himself and his crew, and to the promotion of good-humor and harmony on board his ship.
All night long she sang, and the thorn
went deeper and deeper into her breast, and her life-blood ebbed away from her.
He pointed to what looked like a long, dark thorn
stuck in the skin just above the ear.
And she pressed the thorn
-bush to her breast, so firmly, that it might be thoroughly warmed, and the thorns
went right into her flesh, and her blood flowed in large drops, but the thornbush shot forth fresh green leaves, and there came flowers on it in the cold winter night, the heart of the afflicted mother was so warm; and the thorn
-bush told her the way she should go.
Passing along the Ridgeway to the west for about a mile, we come to a little clump of young beech and firs, with a growth of thorn
and privet underwood.
of anxiety is as nearly the mark as I am likely to get--May it come out at last