I sometimes, in musing mood, find myself making spontaneous likenings of inanimate to animate nature, comparing the qualities of things to the qualities of men […]
Now the first time that his small weazel-eyes happened to light on Billy Budd, a certain grim internal merriment set all his ancient wrinkles into antic play.
Appendix Holotricha-Astomata: freeswimming, more or less completely and evenly ciliate throughout; no oral aperture.
With rev’rence I approach’d a hoary seer, Who, bending o’er his crutch, seem’d lost in woe, And many a sigh and many a sorrowy tear, Spoke plain as words “Ah! whither can I go?”
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