River
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Before a few days are out, I figure the Nautilus will lie abreast of Nova Scotia, and from there to Newfoundland is the mouth of a large gulf, and the St. Lawrence empties into that gulf, and the St. Lawrence is my own river, the
river
running by Quebec, my hometown-- and when I think about all this, my gorge rises and my hair stands on end!
The river, that makes of this quarter of Rouen a wretched little Venice, flowed beneath him, between the bridges and the railings, yellow, violet, or blue.
A
river
flowed under a bridge; through the mist one could distinguish buildings with thatched roofs scattered over the field bordered by two gently sloping, well timbered hillocks, and in the background amid the trees rose in two parallel lines the coach houses and stables, all that was left of the ruined old chateau.
Part IIChapter OneYonville-l'Abbaye (so called from an old Capuchin abbey of which not even the ruins remain) is a market-town twenty-four miles from Rouen, between the Abbeville and Beauvais roads, at the foot of a valley watered by the Rieule, a little
river
that runs into the Andelle after turning three water-mills near its mouth, where there are a few trout that the lads amuse themselves by fishing for on Sundays.
The
river
that runs through it makes of it, as it were, two regions with distinct physiognomies—all on the left is pasture land, all of the right arable.
And, as a matter of fact, we are sheltered from the north winds by the forest of Argueil on the one side, from the west winds by the St. Jean range on the other; and this heat, moreover, which, on account of the aqueous vapours given off by the
river
and the considerable number of cattle in the fields, which, as you know, exhale much ammonia, that is to say, nitrogen, hydrogen and oxygen (no, nitrogen and hydrogen alone), and which sucking up into itself the humus from the ground, mixing together all those different emanations, unites them into a stack, so to say, and combining with the electricity diffused through the atmosphere, when there is any, might in the long run, as in tropical countries, engender insalubrious miasmata—this heat, I say, finds itself perfectly tempered on the side whence it comes, or rather whence it should come—that is to say, the southern side—by the south-eastern winds, which, having cooled themselves passing over the Seine, reach us sometimes all at once like breezes from Russia.""At any rate, you have some walks in the neighbourhood?" continued Madame Bovary, speaking to the young man.
She could catch glimpses of tree tops, and beyond, the fields, half-drowned in the fog that lay reeking in the moonlight along the course of the
river.
In the warm season the bank, wider than at other times, showed to their foot the garden walls whence a few steps led to the
river.
Through the bars of the arbour and away beyond, the
river
seen in the fields, meandering through the grass in wandering curves.
The
river
still flowed on, and slowly drove its ripples along the slippery banks.
He was soon on the other side of the
river
(this was his way back to La Huchette), and Emma saw him in the meadow, walking under the poplars, slackening his pace now and then as one who reflects.
Emma placed her letter at the end of the garden, by the river, in a fissure of the wall.
But when the plank for the cows was taken up, she had to go by the walls alongside of the river; the bank was slippery; in order not to fall she caught hold of the tufts of faded wallflowers.
Behind them they heard the
river
flowing, and now and again on the bank the rustling of the dry reeds.
Then she appeared dazzling with whiteness in the empty heavens that she lit up, and now sailing more slowly along, let fall upon the
river
a great stain that broke up into an infinity of stars; and the silver sheen seemed to writhe through the very depths like a heedless serpent covered with luminous scales; it also resembled some monster candelabra all along which sparkled drops of diamonds running together.
The tenderness of the old days came back to their hearts, full and silent as the flowing river, with the softness of the perfume of the syringas, and threw across their memories shadows more immense and more sombre than those of the still willows that lengthened out over the grass.
He was already on the other side of the
river
and walking fast across the meadow.
The weather was fine, the people were hot, perspiration trickled amid the curls, and handkerchiefs taken from pockets were mopping red foreheads; and now and then a warm wind that blew from the
river
gently stirred the border of the tick awnings hanging from the doors of the public-houses.
It went along by the river, along the towing-path paved with sharp pebbles, and for a long while in the direction of Oyssel, beyond the isles.
Seen thus from above, the whole landscape looked immovable as a picture; the anchored ships were massed in one corner, the
river
curved round the foot of the green hills, and the isles, oblique in shape, lay on the water, like large, motionless, black fishes.
The livid
river
was shivering in the wind; there was no one on the bridges; the street lamps were going out.
She dressed, put on her black gown, and her hood with jet beads, and that she might not be seen (there was still a crowd on the Place), she took the path by the river, outside the village.
how long ago that was—the sun was shining on the river, and the clematis were perfuming the air.
They could hear the loud murmur of the
river
flowing in the darkness at the foot of the terrace.
By climbing the steep slope which began a few yards farther on, one came presently to high precipices fringed with oakwoods, which projected almost over the bed of the
river.
'Not exactly,' replied Altamira coldly; 'he perhaps had some thirty wealthy landowners of his country, who were supposed to be Liberals, flung into the river.''What a monster!' said Julien again.
George said: "Let's go up the river."
Harris said, however, that the
river
would suit him to a "T."
He never did care for the river, did Montmorency.
Then the big pipes are filled and lighted, and the pleasant chat goes round in musical undertone; while, in the pauses of our talk, the river, playing round the boat, prattles strange old tales and secrets, sings low the old child's song that it has sung so many thousand years - will sing so many thousand years to come, before its voice grows harsh and old - a song that we, who have learnt to love its changing face, who have so often nestled on its yielding bosom, think, somehow, we understand, though we could not tell you in mere words the story that we listen to.
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