There we stood and shrieked with laughter over the gems that were ours, which had been found for /us/ thousands of years ago by the patient delvers in the great hole yonder, and stored for /us/ by Solomon's long-dead overseer, whose name, perchance, was written in the characters stamped on the faded wax that yet adhered to the lids
of the chest.
She looked up at him languidly, as though her lids
were weighted with sleep and it cost her an effort to raise them.
She sat motionless, with lowered lids
. "Oh--I shan't go yet!"
Says I, if it could stay where it is, all right; because when we get down the river a hundred mile or two I could write back to Mary Jane, and she could dig him up again and get it; but that ain't the thing that's going to happen; the thing that's going to happen is, the money 'll be found when they come to screw on the lid
. Then the king 'll get it again, and it 'll be a long day before he gives anybody another chance to smouch it from him.
The fisherman instead of answering took the lid
of lead and shut it down quickly on the vase.
The carpets yielded and the lid
closed; Natasha, clapping her hands, screamed with delight and tears fell from her eyes.
"And it's a fine bride old Barry'll have to come and lie beside him." She closed the lid
The tin-soldiers rattled in their box, for they wanted to be out too, but they could not raise the lid
. The nut-crackers played at leap-frog, and the slate-pencil ran about the slate; there was such a noise that the canary woke up and began to talk to them, in poetry too!
With difficulty, for something seemed to resist her efforts, she raised the lid
a few inches; but at that moment a sudden knocking at the door of the room made her, starting, quit her hold, and the lid
closed with alarming violence.
"Jo" on the next lid
, scratched and worn, And within a motley store Of headless, dolls, of schoolbooks torn, Birds and beasts that speak no more, Spoils brought home from the fairy ground Only trod by youthful feet, Dreams of a future never found, Memories of a past still sweet, Half-writ poems, stories wild, April letters, warm and cold, Diaries of a wilful child, Hints of a woman early old, A woman in a lonely home, Hearing, like a sad refrain-- "Be worthy, love, and love will come," In the falling summer rain.
So David, with a promptitude equal to the occasion, drew out his box of yellow lozenges, lifted the lid
, and performed a pantomime with his mouth and fingers, which was meant to imply that he was delighted to see his dear brother Jacob, and seized the opportunity of making him a small present, which he would find particularly agreeable to the taste.
When the last nail was driven, and the lid
duly planed and fitted, he lightly shouldered the coffin and went forward with it, inquiring whether they were ready for it yet in that direction.