Praying
[preŋ] or [pre]
Definition
(p. pr. & vb. n.) of Pray
(-) a. & n. from Pray, v.
Typed by Claire
Examples
- The priest was standing, and those who were left were kneeling in a half circle around him and they were all praying. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- I have none o' yer bawling, praying, singing niggers on my place; so remember. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- We entered, and the pilgrims broke specimens from the foundation walls, though they had to touch, and even step, upon the praying carpets to do it. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- She was evidently in a condition of great suffering, and Tom often heard her praying, as she wavered and trembled, and seemed about to fall down. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- Sick people can't bear so much praying and preaching. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
- So, the sunrise came, and the shadows of the leaves of the plane-tree moved upon his face, as softly as her lips had moved in praying for him. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
- That is past praying for, said Augustine; educated they will be, and we have only to say how. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- The priest, as before, did not answer him but kept on praying. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- Let us all go together,' Don Ricardo Montalvo, who was a land owner, said to Pablo, raising his head and stopping praying to speak. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- For four hours Dorothea lay in this conflict, till she felt ill and bewildered, unable to resolve, praying mutely. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
- In the big room of the _Ayuntamiento_ they were all kneeling in a half circle praying and the priest was kneeling and praying with them. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- The time for praying is finished. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- I did as he required, but I was left there a long time, praying for my unhappy mother. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- On her knees, with her forehead bent on her hands, I perceived that she was praying. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- However, that's past praying for now. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
- Their presence was denoted by sounds as of a congregation praying humbly, produced by their rubbing against each other in the slow wind. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- I thought at the time that he was praying, although I never understood that he was in the strict sense of the term a religious man. Edgar Rice Burroughs. A Princess of Mars.
- Within the dormitory they gathered round the night-lamp in consternation, praying loud. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- They were praying in frantic sort at the roadside. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- Master Cruncher (who was in his shirt) took this very ill, and, turning to his mother, strongly deprecated any praying away of his personal board. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
- For many years, he said, I have exhorted you in vain, with gentleness, preaching, praying, and weeping. H. G. Wells. The Outline of History_Being a Plain History of Life and Mankind.
- But the priest did not answer him but went on praying. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- Pauline, the bonne, was on her knees at church hard by, praying for son homme a elle. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- She was still praying, unconscious that the summer sun hung above the hills, when her child softly woke in her arms. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- I thought you were trading and praying away in London still, and didn't find you there. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
- Nor should he describe Priam the kinsman of the gods as praying and beseeching, 'Rolling in the dirt, calling each man loudly by his name. Plato. The Republic.
- What do you mean by flopping yourself down and praying agin me? Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
- Then a man stood up from among the half circle of those who were praying and I saw he wanted to go out. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- I wasted so much time praying that the roof would fall in on these dispiriting flunkies that I had but little left to bestow upon palace and pictures. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- He could walk up and down, free from distracting fancies, praying for himself and for them. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
Typed by Claire