Nor need you hesitate, learned sir, on account of the necessary destruction of the gem; since the perusal of your folio
may teach every mother's son of us to concoct a Great Carbuncle of his own.
Because, while the whales of this order, though smaller than those of the former order, nevertheless retain a proportionate likeness to them in figure, yet the bookbinder's Quarto volume in its diminished form does not preserve the shape of the Folio
volume, but the Octavo volume does.
Chrysostom in folio
, which made the table bend beneath its weight.
A heightened flush of the cheek, a slight irregularity of breath, a quiver of the eyelid, a hardly perceptible tremor through the frame,--such were the details which, as the moments passed, he wrote down in his folio
The huge folio
sign that swung without, exposed to the fury of the tempest, creaked ominously, and gave out a moaning sound from its stanchions of solid oak.
You have said it," replied Claude, who seemed absorbed in a profound meditation, and stood resting, his forefinger bent backward on the folio
which had come from the famous press of Nuremberg.
The youth copied and recopied the famous "statement," written on a hundred and fifty folio
sheets, besides the corroborative documents, and the summing up
The latter, as we have seen, was denied him; but seven years after his death two of his fellow-managers assured the preservation of the plays whose unique importance he himself did not suspect by collecting them in the first folio
edition of his complete dramatic works.
By thy advice the heavy, unread, folio
lump, which long had dozed on the dusty shelf, piecemealed into numbers, runs nimbly through the nation.
Some of these leaves, in a timid rush, seek sanctuary within the low arched Cathedral door; but two men coming out resist them, and cast them forth again with their feet; this done, one of the two locks the door with a goodly key, and the other flits away with a folio
The Will has not been copied yet into the great Folio
Nay, the very raven, who had hopped upon the table and with the air of some old necromancer appeared to be profoundly studying a great folio
volume that lay open on a desk, was strictly in unison with the rest, and looked like the embodied spirit of evil biding his time of mischief.