Pondered
[pɒndəd]
Definition
(imp. & p. p.) of Ponder
Typist: Martha
Examples
- I pondered over this report for some time, finally asking, What might a sorak be, Sola? Edgar Rice Burroughs. A Princess of Mars.
- Oliver leaned his head upon his hand when the old man disappeared, and pondered, with a trembling heart, on the words he had just heard. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
- Don't lambaste me with my own parallels-' Gerald pondered a while. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
- Justinian, on receiving this diplomatic answer, ran his fingers thoughtfully through his silver beard, and pondered as to what answer to give. Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
- Through most of the succeeding night I pondered that evening's interview. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- It goes by contraries, like dreaMs.' Gerald pondered for a few moments. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
- I kept these things then, and pondered them in my heart. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
- During the homeward drive Archer pondered deeply on this episode. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
- Ursula pondered this, with a little bitterness. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
- He pondered about it for a moment, and gave it up. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
- He pondered a moment, and would have done it, I think, but his mother arrived, then, and interfered. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- I pondered now how to break up my winter-quarters--to leave an encampment where food and forage failed. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- After I had pondered a little over this encouraging sentiment, I asked Mr. Jaggers if I could send for a coach? Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
- The window, the curtains, the carpet, the chair, the rope--each in turn was minutely examined and duly pondered. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
- Meanwhile, as I pondered, I knew I must go in. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Justinian pondered a moment, and was about to reply, when, catching sight of the eager gleam in the Greek's eyes, he altered his mind at once. Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
- I pondered the mystery a minute or two; but finding it insolvable, and being certain it could not be of much moment, I dismissed, and soon forgot it. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
- She pondered on this. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
- She pondered, but could think of nothing. Jane Austen. Emma.
Typist: Martha