After such a revelation, let him smile with what sultriness he would, he could much sooner turn grapes purple, or pumpkins yellow, than melt
the iron-branded impression out of the beholder's memory.
She seized a live horse-shoe by the tail, and made prize of several five-fingers, and laid out a jelly-fish to melt
in the warm sun.
Wemmick presented to me as a smelter who kept his pot always boiling, and who would melt
me anything I pleased - and who was in an excessive white-perspiration, as if he had been trying his art on himself.
Aye, aye, they're gone where it's hot enough to melt
'em, I doubt," said Mr.
It told also of the people of the Zulu, and it spoke of a place of a Little Hand where they should conquer, and of a place where a White Hand should prevail against them, and how they shall melt
away beneath the shadow of the White Hand and be forgotten, passing to a land where things do not die, but live on forever, the Good with the Good, the Evil with the Evil.
And should I at your harmless innocence Melt
, as I doe, yet public reason just, Honour and Empire with revenge enlarg'd, By conquering this new World, compels me now To do what else though damnd I should abhorre.
Her clear blue eye, which sate enshrined beneath a graceful eyebrow of brown sufficiently marked to give expression to the forehead, seemed capable to kindle as well as melt
, to command as well as to beseech.
A cry followed; he reeled, staggered, clutched at the table and held on, staring with injected eyes, gasping with open mouth; and as I looked there came, I thought, a change--he seemed to swell-- his face became suddenly black and the features seemed to melt
and alter--and the next moment, I had sprung to my feet and leaped back against the wall, my arms raised to shield me from that prodigy, my mind submerged in terror.
For the plot ought to be so constructed that, even without the aid of the eye, he who hears the tale told will thrill with horror and melt
to pity at what takes place.
Journey bravely on, and take this snow-flake that will never melt
, as MY gift," Winter cried, as the North-Wind bore him on, leaving a cloud of falling snow behind.
it down, and return me its value in money, at once.
I have been wicked in my day, but I never thought a little girl like you would ever be able to melt
me and end my wicked deeds.