Having now a beaten path, they proceeded the next morning with more facility; indeed, the snow decreased in depth as they receded from the mountains, and the temperature became more mild
Poyser's coming downstairs happened in the early part of February, when some mild
weather thawed the last patch of snow on the Binton Hills.
When I left Ostend on a mild
February morning, and found myself on the road to Brussels, nothing could look vapid to me.
He was fighting in their defense—he knew that the mild
principles of this little nation of practical Christians would be disregarded by their subtle and malignant enemies; and he felt the in jury the more deeply because he saw that the avowed object of the colonists, in withholding their succors, would only have a tendency to expose his command, without preserving the peace.
For a great part of the time, the days were delightfully mild
and clear, like the serene days of October on the Atlantic borders.
She was a long, lean, pale person, habited apparently in a dull-colored dressing gown, and she spoke with a kind of mild
Even with this he was suffered to rest, and what had now brought him to knowledge was the break in the long mild
Vernon, I think, was a great deal too kind to her when he was in Staffordshire; her behaviour to him, independent of her general character, has been so inexcusably artful and ungenerous since our marriage was first in agitation that no one less amiable and mild
than himself could have overlooked it all; and though, as his brother's widow, and in narrow circumstances, it was proper to render her pecuniary assistance, I cannot help thinking his pressing invitation to her to visit us at Churchhill perfectly unnecessary.
He had had his fill long ago of the noisy friendly parties at Highbank, with coasting, ice-boating, sleighing, long tramps in the snow, and a general flavour of mild
flirting and milder practical jokes.
Without uttering a cry, without shedding a tear, patient, mild
, resigned as a martyr, he raised his eyes towards Heaven, in order there to see again, rising above the mountain of Gigelli, the beloved shade that was leaving him at the moment of Grimaud's arrival.
Nearer and nearer to Rostov came that sun shedding beams of mild
and majestic light around, and already he felt himself enveloped in those beams, he heard his voice, that kindly, calm, and majestic voice that was yet so simple
It was a little book in blue cloth, and there were some mild
wood- cuts in it.