You May Also Like / View all maxioms
It was the first Tuesday in August. The Nebraska heat rolled in
upon one like the engulfing waves of read more
It was the first Tuesday in August. The Nebraska heat rolled in
upon one like the engulfing waves of a dry sea,--a thick material
substance against which one seemed to push when moving about.
Okonwko was well known throughout the nine villages and even
beyond. His fame rested on solid personal achievements.
Okonwko was well known throughout the nine villages and even
beyond. His fame rested on solid personal achievements.
At about six in the morning of July 3, 1860, while I was watering
my petunias, and thinking of read more
At about six in the morning of July 3, 1860, while I was watering
my petunias, and thinking of nothing in particular, I perceived
coming towards me, a tall, beardless, fair-haired young fellow,
wearing a German cap and gold-rimmed spectacles.
One night, at the latter end of April 1665, the family of a
citizen of London carrying on an read more
One night, at the latter end of April 1665, the family of a
citizen of London carrying on an extensive business as a grocer
in Wood Street, Cheapside, were assembled, according to custom,
at prayer.
In the twentieth year of the reign of the right high and puissant
King Henry the Eighth, namely, in read more
In the twentieth year of the reign of the right high and puissant
King Henry the Eighth, namely, in 1529, on the twenty-first of
April, and on one of the loveliest evenings that ever fell on the
loveliest district in England, a fair youth, having somewhat the
appearance of a page, was leaning over the terrace-wall on the
north side of Windsor Castle, and gazing at the magnificent scene
before him.
In 1846 the prairie town of Oak River existed only in a settler's
dream.
In 1846 the prairie town of Oak River existed only in a settler's
dream.
The primroses were over.
The primroses were over.
According to the tapes, my father, then about as run-of-the-mill
as Joe Blow himself, didn't want to see the read more
According to the tapes, my father, then about as run-of-the-mill
as Joe Blow himself, didn't want to see the thing.
It was a cold winter Sunday afternoon.
It was a cold winter Sunday afternoon.
