...Finally they would attack haughty England, so isolated in its archipelago that it could not obstruct the sweep of German progress...
Vicente Blasco Ibanez Charlotte Brewster Jordan 「The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse」
...And her skirts, freed by the breeze, molded her figure in the superb sweep of the curves of a Grecian vase...
Vicente Blasco Ibanez Charlotte Brewster Jordan 「The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse」
...At last he became evidentlyimpatient, for with a sweep of one great paw he struck the spearfrom her hand and coming close, seized her by the arm, but notroughly...
Edgar Rice Burroughs 「Tarzan the Untamed」
... “My God!” he cried, “we are swamped!” and for the moment it really looked like it; but the patrao, with a dexterous sweep of his long oar, turned the boat’s head toward the roller...
Various 「Stories by English Authors: Africa」
...The Éclaireur by nowhas dropped down the river past them, and has to sweep round and runback...
Mary H. Kingsley 「Travels in West Africa」
...It was to represent the step of a lion, but the outward sweep of the legs looked only like a ludicrous waddle...
W.H.G. Kingston 「Great African Travellers」
... The cool trades sweep across that veranda...
Stewart Edward White 「African Camp Fires」
...Just take my night glass, will you, and sweep the face of the spit carefully at about two hundred yards distance from here...
Harry Collingwood 「A Middy of the Slave Squadron」
...The bodies of those we saw were fully as large as elephants, although, having short legs, they were of a very different height, indeed, their bellies almost sweep the ground as they walk...
W.H.G. Kingston 「The Two Supercargoes」
...The Hottentot came up and announced that there was a large herd of buffaloes on the other side of the hill, and proposed that they should take a sweep round them, so as to drive them towards the river...
Captain Frederick Marryat 「The Mission; or Scenes in Africa」
...Take the broom and sweep it...
Booker T. Washington 「Up From Slavery: An Autobiography」
... He pointed with one sweep of his long arm to the quivering mass of green-gold foliage that swept from swamp to horizon...
W. E. B. Du Bois 「The Quest of the Silver Fleece」
...Then I had to wait on the table, sweep the large yard every morning with a brush broom and go for the mail once a week...
Louis Hughes 「Thirty Years a Slave」
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