 There were the waves trampling, trampling towards us, whichever way we turned our horses' heads, and the mist was all this while thickening more and more ; and if a great cloud of it was dashed away now and then with the wind, why, sirs, the prospect...  Reginald Dalton - Sida 137efter John Gibson Lockhart - 1823Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
 | 1824 - 758 sidor
...waves trampling, trampling towards us, whichever way we turned our horses* heads, and the mist wag all this while thickening more and more ; and if a...rueful, for the sea was round us every way. Wide and fur we could see nothing but the black water, and the waves leaping up here and there upon the sand-banks.... | |
 | 1823 - 474 sidor
...convinced the water had completely hemmed us all about. There were the waves trampling, trampling towards us, whichever way we turned our horses' heads, and...leaping up here and there upon the [sand-banks. " Well, sir, the poor dumb horses, they backed of themselves, as the waters came gushing towards us. Looking... | |
 | 1823 - 468 sidor
...the water had completely hemmed us all about. There were the waves trampling, trampling towards u», whichever way we turned our horses' heads, and the...leaping up here and there upon the [sand-banks. " Well, sir, the poor dumb horses, they backed of themselves, as the waters came gushing towards us. Looking... | |
 | John Galt - 1824 - 462 sidor
...convinced the water had completely hemmed us all about. There were $e waves trampling, trampling towards us, whichever way we turned our horses' heads, and...up here and there upon the sandbanks. " • Well, sir, the poor dumb horses, they backed of themselves as the waters came gushing towards us. Looking... | |
 | 1824 - 792 sidor
...convinced the water had completely hemmed us all about. There were the waves trampling, trampling towards us, whichever way we turned our horses' heads, and...leaping up here and there upon the sand-banks. " ' Well, sir, the poor dumb horses, they backed of themselves as the waters came gushing towards us. Looking... | |
 | John Galt - 1824 - 474 sidor
...convinced the water had completely hemmed us all about. There were the waves trampling, trampling towards us, whichever way we turned our horses' heads, and...for the sea was round us every way. Wide and far we £ould see nothing but the black water, and the waves leaping up here and there upon the sandbanks.... | |
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