Every bit of flesh an' blood an' muscle is clean right down to the bones--and they're clean, too.
Not alone because of the privacy and holiness of the subject, but because of what might have been prudery in the middle class, but which in them was the modesty and reticence found in individuals of the working class when they strive after clean living and morality.
WHEN they had finished tea, they tied up the clothes in bundles; and Lucie's pocket-handkerchiefs were folded up inside her clean
pinny, and fastened with a silver safety-pin.
Yes, Dmitri, clean
ones, please," said the countess, sighing deeply.
I never let on, an away we went, me not even knowin' the horses--but, say, if you'd seen me throw them leaders clean
to the top of the manure till the nigh horse was scrapin' the side of the barn to make it, an' the off hind hub was cuttin' the corner post of the paddock to miss by six inches.
Cruncher's domestic economy, that, whereas he often came home after banking hours with clean
boots, he often got up next morning to find the same boots covered with clay.
Thus spoke the stockman, and Ulysses struck the son of Damastor with a spear in close fight, while Telemachus hit Leocritus son of Evenor in the belly, and the dart went clean
through him, so that he fell forward full on his face upon the ground.
For Harris Collins was scientific and antiseptic to the last word in his handling of animals, and Michael was scientifically made clean
, without deliberate harshness, but without any slightest hint of gentleness or consideration.
I should not care to see my daughter, my one daughter, who is so clean
and pure, love a man like him.
I never see a filthy yard that I do not want to clean
it, a paling off of a fence that I do not want to put it on, an unpainted or unwhitewashed house that I do not want to pain or whitewash it, or a button off one's clothes, or a grease-spot on them or on a floor, that I do not want to call attention to it.
Here was Youth, clean
and wholesome, unsullied--the thing of glory and wonder for men to conjure with.
Yes; and many is the time, when, after the severest uninterrupted labors, which know no night; continuing straight through for ninety-six hours; when from the boat, where they have swelled their wrists with all day rowing on the Line, --they only step to the deck to carry vast chains, and heave the heavy windlass, and cut and slash, yea, and in their very sweatings to be smoked and burned anew by the combined fires of the equatorial sun and the equatorial try-works; when, on the heel of all this, they have finally bestirred themselves to cleanse the ship, and make a spotless dairy room of it; many is the time the poor fellows, just buttoning the necks of their clean
frocks, are startled by the cry of There she blows