Drooping

Examples

• Here, however, an object presented itself, which rekindled their hopes, and reanimated their drooping spirits. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• There was a sense of blight in the air; the flowers were drooping in the garden, and the ground was parched and dewless. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
• She had nestled down with him, that his head might lie upon her arm; and her hair drooping over him curtained him from the light. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
• He looked her over in his searching fashion, and then composed himself, with his lids drooping and his finger-tips together, to listen to her story. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
• I trust not, said Justinian, who stood sternly under the drooping folds of the Union Jack, but I doubt it while Caliphronas is alive. Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
• It was the last of the regiment's stay in Meryton, and all the young ladies in the neighbourhood were drooping apace. Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice.
• Before he left the room, he appointed a time for them to come to him; and so, with his gray head drooping, went away. Charles Dickens. Hard Times.
• I knew it meant work, she said, drooping to languor again. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
• He walked past the couch to the open window, and held up the drooping stalk of a moss-rose, looking down at the dainty blend of crimson and green. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes.
• A camel did this for one of the boys, who was drooping over his saddle in a brown study. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
• Other seven faces there were, carried higher, seven dead faces, whose drooping eyelids and half-seen eyes awaited the Last Day. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
• She walked straight forward, with her head drooping a little, and her arms folded in her cloak. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
• The bed was draped in white; and there, beneath the drooping angel-figure, lay a little sleeping form,--sleeping never to waken! Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• The only things to be seen not fixedly staring and glaring were the vines drooping under their load of grapes. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
• He slowly moved to a chair and sat down, drooping his head before her. Charles Dickens. Hard Times.
• One was a woman, our client, drooping and faint, a handkerchief round her mouth. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
• The main object compassed, the drooping, miserable party sat down to wait for the sun again, for all wanted to see the water as well as feel it. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
• Margaret was a little drooping, a little flushed, as she replied: 'Mr. Thornton; you saw him before, you know. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
• Leaning back, she folded her arms behind her head, and looked at the fire under drooping lids. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
• Mortimer raises his drooping eyelids, and slightly opens his mouth. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• Ah---- he murmured, his head drooping again, and his irresolute hand switching at the underbrush along the lane. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Helen's head, always drooping, sank a little lower as she finished this sentence. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
• But it was as if she too had shifted her place, and he still saw her, between himself and the trees, drooping over the fire with her indolent smile. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
• Her head was drooping upon her breast, to all appearances she was lifeless. Edgar Rice Burroughs. A Princess of Mars.
• At last he stopped right opposite to Margaret, and looked at her drooping and desponding attitude for an instant. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
• The stranger, who was leaning against the chimneypiece with drooping head, looked round and answered, 'No. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• I can see him now, with yellow, pasty face, drooping lids, and pin-point pupils, all huddled in a chair, the wreck and ruin of a noble man. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
• Lily flushed under the shadow of her drooping hair. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• As if he were of the Mephistopheles family indeed, and had walked with a drooping tail. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• Her eyes were strange and drugged, heavy under their heavy, drooping lids. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .

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