To my dismay the creature flew straight for the great
mire, and my acquaintance never paused for an instant, bounding from tuft to tuft behind it, his green net waving in the air.
Those black angularities which his face had used to put on when his wishes were thwarted now did duty in picturing the incorrigible backslider who would insist upon turning again to his wallowing in the
mire.
Never can there come fog too thick, never can there come mud and
mire too deep, to assort with the groping and floundering condition which this High Court of Chancery, most pestilent of hoary sinners, holds this day in the sight of heaven and earth.
We said the Saviour who pitied dumb beasts and taught that the ox must be rescued from the
mire even on the Sabbath day, would not have counseled a forced march like this.
Now, if we had been compelled to go afoot over that drenched soil," said he, "we should still be dragging along in a pestilential
mire.
It is a wonder that Ace did not break a leg, so fast he was going when he fell; but he didn't, though with four good legs he was unable to wallow from the
mire.
I've been down in the
mire for years, an utter scoundrel, a poor, weak, broken-down creature.
At last he came to a part of the road where the wheels sank half-way into the
mire, and the more the horses pulled, the deeper sank the wheels.
AN Ox, unable to extricate himself from the
mire into which he sank, was advised to make use of a Political Pull.
Through all the apparitions that preceded you and that compose the parts of you, you rose gibbering from the evolutionary
mire, and gibbering you will pass on, interfusing, permeating the procession of apparitions that will succeed you.
The human had to pass through those stages in its rise from the
mire and slime of low organic life.
She told him of the penalty of breaking the taboo of the Red One--a week of torture, living, the details of which she yammered out from her face in the
mire until he realized that he was yet a tyro in knowledge of the frightfulness the human was capable of wreaking on the human.
For instead of attempting to seize more solid ground, this mad regiment, having put the river in its rear by one wild charge, did nothing more, but stuck there in the
mire like flies in treacle.
Levin said to himself, as he went back to the carriage that had sunk in the
mire.
When the horses were swollen out to about twice their natural dimensions (there seems to be an idea here, that this kind of inflation improves their going), we went forward again, through mud and
mire, and damp, and festering heat, and brake and bush, attended always by the music of the frogs and pigs, until nearly noon, when we halted at a place called Belleville.
