I'm going to earn from five to ten thousand pound by the sweat
of my brow; and as a poor man doing justice to the sweat
of my brow, is it likely I can afford to part with so much as my name without its being took down?
It's just worry and worry, and sweat
, and a-wishing you was dead all the time.
After supper she got out her book and learned me about Moses and the Bulrushers, and I was in a sweat
to find out all about him; but by and by she let it out that Moses had been dead a considerable long time; so then I didn't care no more about him, because I don't take no stock in dead people.
This being accomplished, he felt anxious to make trial himself, on the spot, of the virtue of this precious balsam, as he considered it, and so he drank near a quart of what could not be put into the flask and remained in the pigskin in which it had been boiled; but scarcely had he done drinking when he began to vomit in such a way that nothing was left in his stomach, and with the pangs and spasms of vomiting he broke into a profuse sweat
, on account of which he bade them cover him up and leave him alone.
He would have been ashamed to tell of it, but large drops of sweat
stood on his forehead, his heart beat heavy and thick with fear; he even thought he saw something white rising and glimmering in the gloom before him, and shuddered to think what if the form of his dead mother should suddenly appear to him.
Stooping, the sweat
from his forehead had fallen to the ground.
ran from him, and the pollen-dust, settling pungently in mouth and nostrils, increased his thirst.
Then he sunk down in a chair all limp and sick like, and wiped the sweat
off of his face.
A little crowd collected round her, and, amid screams of embarrassment, giggles, blushings, and cries of dismay or admiration, she talked mysteriously of fair and dark men, of money in a letter, and of journeys, till the sweat
stood in heavy beads on her painted face.
He wiped the sweat
from his face and tied the handkerchief around his neck to keep off the stinging gnats that lurked in the grass.
Frou-Frou's shoulder, beginning by now to be dark with sweat
, was even with Gladiator's back.
It may seem strange that any men should dare to ask a just God's assistance in wringing their bread from the sweat
of other men's faces; but let us judge not, that we be not judged.