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We have killed too many of them," and he looked about on the ground where many of the uncanny creatures were still twitching in the death struggle.
When he heard of your arrival at Edward," said Heyward, kindly, "there was a powerful struggle in his bosom between fear and love; though the latter, heightened, if possible, by so long a separation, quickly prevailed.
So swiftly it came that it had seized one of my comrades before he had time to fly, and in spite of his cries and struggles speedily crushed the life out of him in its mighty coils and proceeded to swallow him.
And if this seems a trifling risk, let us see whether it is equalled or surpassed by the encounter of two galleys stem to stem, in the midst of the open sea, locked and entangled one with the other, when the soldier has no more standing room than two feet of the plank of the spur; and yet, though he sees before him threatening him as many ministers of death as there are cannon of the foe pointed at him, not a lance length from his body, and sees too that with the first heedless step he will go down to visit the profundities of Neptune's bosom, still with dauntless heart, urged on by honour that nerves him, he makes himself a target for all that musketry, and struggles to cross that narrow path to the enemy's ship.
The history of all hitherto existing societies is the history of class struggles.
When there was no more wood or food or fire, horrible struggles took place between fresh-comers and the rich who possessed a shelter.
I shall never succeed here, mamma; and I don't want you to witness the sight of my struggles, my misery, my anguish.
In the manner of my friend I was at once struck with an incoherence--an inconsistency; and I soon found this to arise from a series of feeble and futile struggles to overcome an habitual trepidancy--an excessive nervous agitation.
That he was weakening perceptibly was evident, but so also was the ape, whose struggles were growing momentarily less.
When I managed to restore her, she was weak as water, and cried silently between long, painful struggles for breath.
But I caught her up, and in spite of her struggles, plunged boldly before me into the wood.
I say, sire, that my health is sinking under these excessive struggles and these never-ending labors.