 | Charles Dickens - 1838 - 1024 lapas
...leaves, and every breath of wind came laden with that last low cry. If he stopped, it did the same. If he ran, it followed — not running too, that would have...endowed with the mere machinery of life, and borne upon one slow melancholy wind that never rose or fell. At times he turned with desperate determination,... | |
 | 1839 - 776 lapas
...leaves, and every breath of wind came laden with that last low cry. If he stopped, it did the same. If he ran, it followed — not running too, that would have...endowed with the mere machinery of life, and borne upon one slow melancholy wind that never rose or fell. At times he turned with desperate determination,... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1839 - 312 lapas
...would have been a relief, but like a corpse endowed | with the mere machinery of life, and borne upon one slow melancholy wind that never rose or fell....phantom | off, though it should look him dead ; but his hair rose from his head, and his blood stood still; for it had turned with him, and was behind... | |
 | Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1839 - 630 lapas
...wind came laden with that last low cry. If he stopped, it did the same ; if he ran, it followed—not running too, that would have been a relief, but like...endowed with the mere machinery of life, and borne upon one slow melancholy wind that never rose or fei!. At times he turned with desperate determination,... | |
 | 1839 - 648 lapas
...wind came laden with the last low cry. If he stopped, it did the same.. If he ran, it fullowed—not running too, that would have been a relief, but like a corpse endowed with the mere machinary of life, and borne upon one slow melancholy wind that never rose or fell. " At times he turned... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1843 - 452 lapas
...leaves, and every breath of wind came laden with that last low cry. If he stopped, it did the same. If he ran, it followed — not running too, that would have...endowed with the mere machinery of life , and borne upon uue slow melancholy wind that never rose or fell. At times he turned with desperate determination... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1849 - 808 lapas
...and every breath of wind came laden with that last low cry. If ho stopped, it did the same ; jf he ran, it followed — not running too, that would have...endowed with the mere machinery of life, and borne upon one slow melancholy wind that never rose or fell. At times he turned with desperate determination,... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1871 - 218 lapas
...laden with that last low cry. If he stopped, it r'}d the same. If he ran, it followed — not runnir ^ too ; that would have been a relief: but like a corpse...borne on one slow melancholy wind that never rose 01 fell. At times, he turned, with desperate determination, resolved to beat this phantom off, though... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1876 - 534 lapas
...; and every breath of wind came laden with that last low cry. If he stopped it did the same. If he ran, it followed — not running too : that would...beat this phantom off, though it should look him dead ; hut the hair rose on his head, and his blood stood still : for it had turned with him and was behind... | |
 | Alfred Hix Welsh - 1882 - 1108 lapas
...with that last low cry. If ho stopped, it did the same. If he ran, it followed — not running loo: that would have been a relief: but like a corpse endowed with the mere machinery of life, and borne on the slow melancholy wind that never rose or fell. At times, he turned, with desperate determination,... | |
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He could trace its shadow in the gloom, supply the smallest item of the outline, and note how stiff and solemn it seemed to stalk along. He could hear its garments rustling in the leaves, and every breath of wind came laden with that last low cry. If... 
