Sitting down, she began to cry.
"The Beacon Second Reader" by James H. Fassett
At your first cry He will bend down from his throne to the depths of your degradation.
"T. De Witt Talmage" by T. De Witt Talmage
Cornelia threw herself down upon the floor, and cried to Agias to slay her quickly.
"A Friend of Caesar" by William Stearns Davis
With a stifled cry he tried to leap out of the crack and along the path down which he had come so secretly.
"Ruth Fielding in the Great Northwest" by Alice B. Emerson
Mrs. Nevill Tyson sat down on the bed and began to cry.
"The Tysons" by May Sinclair
The Lipan uttered a cry and fell, then sprang to his feet, and ran away down the dip.
"The Texan Star" by Joseph A. Altsheler
Yes, and he learned to cry softly when he was hunted up and down those streets.
"Puck of Pook's Hill" by Rudyard Kipling
He must have somebody to cry up and somebody to cry down.
"Atlantic Monthly,Volume 14, No. 82, August, 1864" by Various
Then he turned, mounted his tray again, and went slowly down the street, forgetting to cry his wares.
"Atlantic Monthly, Volume 14, No. 84, October, 1864" by Various
She sat down upon a stone and began to cry.
"The Curious Book of Birds" by Abbie Farwell Brown
'Tis all in vain to strive again,
My cry the billows drown,
The fight is done, the wind has won--
My ship, my ship goes down!
"O Long The Way" by Morris Rosenfeld
She cannot still her throbbing heart,
She hurries to the town,
And cries aloud in street and mart,
"The Lord is here: come down."
"The Woman of Samaria" by George MacDonald
But "Further down" was still the cry—
"Down to the seat," they said;
"There let another hour go by—
The hanging rocks o'erhead."
"A Walk To Pamphy Linns" by Alexander Anderson
Then with a cry like famine I arose,
I lit my candle, searched from room to room,
Searched up and down; a war of winds that froze
Swept through the blank of gloom.
"From House To House" by Christina Georgina Rossetti
Sent down from above, Who governs the skies,
In vehement love To sinners he cries,
Drink into my Spirit, Who happy would be,
And all things inherit By coming to me.
"Hymn X: Ye Thirsty For God, to Jesus Give Ear" by Charles Wesley
"O, no," he cried. "I am off to discover
What I can find fresh in the way of white clover;
But since your window is cosy and shady,
I will sit down half a minute, dear Lady."
"Dame Spider" by Clara Doty Bates
Cry, the befuddled 'Country' Porchlight pulled down under by difficult-to-stage production.
With a cry of "cheap as old boots" from the auctioneer, the hammer came down at A$5,000 ($5,200) on the first broodmare to open a three-day auction of 350 horses from the stables of faltering mining magnate Nathan Tinkler.
In the end it came down to a disgraced man crying, standing in a packed courtroom apologizing for his sins and for the hell he put his family through.
Walk down any block in Jersey City and you're bound to hear the sound of music—bass pounding from a car passing, bells ringing from the church on the corner, a lone saxophone crying out along the avenue.
HOUMA — As the construction equipment started knocking down the back of St Matthew's Episcopal Church on Wednesday, Dana Davis began to cry.