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But the river - chill and weary, with the ceaseless rain-drops falling on its brown and sluggish waters, with a sound as of a woman, weeping low in some dark chamber; while the woods, all dark and silent, shrouded in their mists of vapour, stand like ghosts upon the margin; silent ghosts with eyes reproachful, like the ghosts of evil actions, like the ghosts of friends neglected - is a spirit-haunted water through the land of vain regrets.
It chills his lungs, freezes the edges of the tissues.
All the glow and radiance and joy at earth's heart seem to have broken loose in a splendid determination to express itself for once before the frost of winter chills her beating pulses.
It gave me the chills to think of killing him, but I thought of the treasure, and my heart set as hard as a flint within me.
Also, he began to take chills, so that he dressed up to go to bed.
This house depresses and chills one,' said Kate, 'and seems as if some blight had fallen on it.
It was very pretty to see how he baffled him- self, for in truth my body was full of chills, and my head had nothing in it but that wretched steamboat busi- ness.
He halted as he heard the notes of Tantor's call, and raising his head, gave vent to a terrifying scream that sent cold chills through the superstitious blacks and caused the warriors who guarded him to leap back even though their prisoner's arms were securely bound behind him.
Maugre all the selfishness that chills like east winds the world, the whole human family is bathed with an element of love like a fine ether.
He come West in '48, tryin' to find a country without chills an' fever.
my very blood chills at the mention of its name; the place where so many of my comrades had been locked up, and from whence they went to the fatal tree; the place where my mother suffered so deeply, where I was brought into the world, and from whence I expected no redemption but by an infamous death: to conclude, the place that had so long expected me, and which with so much art and success I had so long avoided.
The weary days pass on with solemn pace, like mourners at a funeral; and slowly he begins to feel that the white walls of the cell have something dreadful in them: that their colour is horrible: that their smooth surface chills his blood: that there is one hateful corner which torments him.