Rested

Examples

• He had not read far when he rested his head upon his two hands--to hide his face from me. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• They rested on some straw in a loft until the middle of the night, and then rode forward again when all the town was asleep. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
• I fear your ladyship rested badly last night, I remarked, after waiting a little. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
• Rested and refreshed, we took the rail happy and contented. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
• After a while I said, Let's go on if you're rested. Ernest Hemingway. A Farewell To Arms.
• These guns for the most part were so heavy that they had to be rested on some object to be fired. William Henry Doolittle. Inventions in the Century.
• When all was completed the great staging was removed, and the mighty tube rested alone and secure upon its massive wedge-faced piers rising from the bedrock of the flood below. William Henry Doolittle. Inventions in the Century.
• The instant my eyes rested on her, I was struck by the rare beauty of her form, and by the unaffected grace of her attitude. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
• Gabriel started up, and stood rooted to the spot with astonishment and terror; for his eyes rested on a form that made his blood run cold. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Edward was not entirely without hopes of some favourable change in his mother towards him; and on THAT he rested for the residue of their income. Jane Austen. Sense and Sensibility.
• A glow rested on them, such as tinged her complexion. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• But, gradually his arm reverted home to him, and his glass was lowered and lowered until he rested it upside down upon the table. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• Justine died; she rested; and I was alive. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
• She inclined her head, and swept round so that her eyes rested in the misty vale beneath them. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
• Her hands rested in one another, like the hands of a statue; and even her manner of speaking was not hurried. Charles Dickens. Hard Times.
• I was escorted as far as Bethlehem, where I rested a few days to recover from the fatigue I had undergone. Benjamin Franklin. Memoirs of Benjamin Franklin.
• Fanny's cheek, still warm and lovely, rested on her arm. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
• What if those wild accusations rested on a foundation of truth? Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
• She rested one trembling hand on the table to steady herself while she gave me the other. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
• This done, I rested, leaning against the tree; lingering, like any other mourner, beside a newly-sodded grave. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
• I generally rested during the day, and travelled only when I was secured by night from the view of man. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
• His eyes just rested on me again--and he left the room as quietly as he had entered it. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• His shirt was still wet from where the pack had rested. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
• This was the last interruption: that night we rested at a large coffee plantation, some eight miles from the cave we were on the way to visit. Ulysses S. Grant. Personal Memoirs of U. S. Grant.
• In fact, four hundred of my fleet of five hundred rested safely upon the bosom of Omean before the first shot was fired. Edgar Rice Burroughs. The Gods of Mars.
• He dropped my arm as suddenly as he had taken it--and looked at me with the air of a man whose mind was relieved of the last doubt that rested on it. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• He was, for the most part, gay and cheerful with us; but sometimes his eyes rested on her, and he fell into a brooding state, and was silent. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• He understood that his own eyes must be unbearable, and turning away, rested his elbows on the mantel-shelf and covered his face. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
• Chancing for an instant to look down, his glance rested on an uplifted face, flushed, smiling, happy, shaded with silky curls, lit with fine eyes. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• I rested my temples on the breast of temptation, and put my neck voluntarily under her yoke of flowers. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.

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