Joe's blue eyes turned a little watery; he rubbed first one of them, and then the other, in a most uncongenial and uncomfortable manner, with the round knob on the top of the poker.
Joe's blue eyes turned a little watery; he rubbed first one of them, and then the other, in a most uncongenial and uncomfortable manner, with the round knob on the top of the poker.
Big tears of frustration and exhaustion were streaming down his cheeks. But because of all the wrinkles, they weren't dripping off. They spread out and ran together again, leaving a watery film over his ruined face.
No monster vibration, no snake universe hallucinations. Many tiny jeweled violet flowers along the path of a living brook that looked like Blake's illustration for a canal in grassy Eden huge Pacific watery shore, Orlovsky dancing naked like Shiva long-haired before giant green waves, titanic cliffs that Wordsworth mentioned in his own Sublime, great yellow sun veiled with mist hanging over the planet's oceanic horizon. No harm.
I venerate old age and I love not the man who can look without emotion upon the sunset of life, when the dusk of evening begins to gather over the watery eye, and the shadows of twilight grow broader and deeper upon the understanding.
What am I, Life A thing of watery salt Held in cohesion by unresting cells, Which work they know not why, which never halt, Myself unwitting where their Master dwells.
A time is envisioned when the world was not, only a watery chaos (the dark, indistinguishable sea ) and a warm cosmic breath, which could give an impetus of life.
As a fish taken from his watery home and thrown on dry ground, our thought trembles all over in order to escape the dominion of the tempter.
The most likely scenario from the knowledge we have on how other objects form, it probably has a rocky core and a mantle. That mantle is probably some watery, icy mix, with other dirt and constituents. That mantle could be as much as of the whole object.
And now this pale swan in her watery nest; Begins the sad dirge of her certain ending.
Death is only a launching into the region of the strange Untried it is but the first salutation to the possibilities of the immense Remote, the Wild, the Watery, the Unshored...
in the sea of life enisled,
With echoing straits between us thrown,
Dotting the shoreless watery wild,
We mortal millions live alone.
Organic life beneath the shoreless waves Was born and nurs'd in ocean's pearly caves First forms minute, unseen by spheric glass, Move on the mud, or pierce the watery mass These, as successive generations bloom, New powers acquire and larger limbs assume Whence countless groups of vegetation spring, And breathing realms of fin and feet and wing.
It's unbelievable. If you look at him, he doesn't even have a black eye. He just looks like someone who got poked in the eye. It's a little watery, but it's not even swollen.
The courses of the Victory were absorbed into the main, then her topsails went, and then her top-gallants. She was now no more than a dead flys wing on a sheet of spiders web and even this fragment diminished. Anne could hardly bear to see the end, and yet she resolved not to flinch. The admirals flag sank behind the watery line, and in a minute the very trunk of the last main-mast stole away. The Victory was gone.
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