Rocked

Examples

• She held her to her bosom; she cradled her in her arms; she rocked her softly, as if lulling a young child to sleep. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• Black was the river as a torrent of ink; lights glanced on it from the piles of building round, ships rocked on its bosom. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
• She rocked herself to and fro; caught her throat; and, uttering a gurgling sound, gasped for breath. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
• Down upon her knees before that good woman, she rocked herself upon her breast, and cried, and sobbed, and folded her in her arms with all her might. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• Rokesmith is already discharged,' said Mr Boffin, speaking in a muffled voice, with his hands before his face, as he rocked himself on the settle. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• And he rocked on the water perfectly, like the rocking of phosphorescence. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
• Gudrun rocked in her light boat, and dipped the paddle automatically to steady herself. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
• He put a hand on either side of his head and rocked himself to and fro, droning to himself like a child whose grief has got beyond words. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
• The widow rocked herself to and fro, and wrung her hands. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• She held him closer round the neck, and rocked him on her breast like a child. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
• How the house rocked and shouted with that magnificent music. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
• And still it rocked, and gave her the glad-eye from one side, then from the other, from one side, then from the other. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
• Picture me then idle, basking, plump, and happy, stretched on a cushioned deck, warmed with constant sunshine, rocked by breezes indolently soft. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
• Her eyes were swollen and red; she rocked herself to and fro; tossed her head; and, after a little time, burst out laughing. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
• Mrs Boffin clapped her hands again, rocked herself again, beat her feet upon the floor, and wiped the tears of laughter from her eyes. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• He ran his finger along the scar; put his thumbs together over the kneecap and rocked the knee gently with his fingers. Ernest Hemingway. A Farewell To Arms.

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