Word: torrents
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Dates: during 1880-1889
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...with this difference, that the stream gathers these obstacles from its bed, while the will finds its dangers only in the intellect of which it is the expression. And as the stream, choked by what it has collected, is stemmed and blocked, until the rains swell its torrent and burst the barrier; so the will, enslaved by its own surrender, frets impotently in its captivity, until the rain of grace from heaven floods the heart and sets it at liberty. For a free man, because he is free, may make himself a slave; but once a slave, because...
...raised her beautiful, tearful eyes to her companion's face, and involuntarily gave him a tender glance. This was a spark in tinder. Ching seized her hand, and poured out his pentup passion in a resistless torrent. The maiden's breath was quite taken away, at the first plunge in this deluge of sentiment. She listened with ever-increasing alarm, until she found a chance to implore, "No more! oh, no more!" But Ching was fairly beside himself; his love told, he prayed her to assure him of its return. He had held her hand; he threw his arm round...
...meditations were at this point interrupted by a loud cry of "Yang, yang!" and suddenly before my affrighted gaze there stood the form of an aboriginal and autochthonous native. Of course I was scared perfectly indigo, the more so as he poured forth a torrent of unintelligible sounds, among which I barely distinguished the familiar syllables of Lardy and Linda. When I did recognize these, however, I leave the reader to imagine what feelings I experienced. All that impotent rage and hate mingled with love, all that blighted hope and the consciousness of personal injury combined with everlasting affection, could...
...German reading, when I tried calmly to enjoy the beauties of Goethe, I found myself perfectly competent to give an elaborate and exact account of the natural history of the gopher, Apollinaris Water, and Freshmen. But this isn't all. If this chaos of uncertainty, this boiling, seething torrent of confusion, this benumbing consciousness of the unreality of the existent, took possession of my mind only while actually at the lectures and readings, there would be some balm in Gilead to soothe and heal my burning, frenzied, demon-haunted intellect. But there is a fate upon me. A brooding curse...
...gazed at me a moment, as I stood before him like a timid deer, and then, in a mighty torrent of emotion, flung himself at my feet, exclaiming. "You air a cherubim, an' I ain't no pirick, but an' uncultered son o' the soil. Thet's wut I am, honest Injun! Will yer smile on me? Will yer lemme adore...