"Shot" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... bark of the trees creak, and forgotten seeds on the ground burst forth; insects buzzing across the bars of light which shot through the foliage danced like golden sparks; ripe figs loosened from the branches fell with soft patter; in the distance rose the murmur of the sea lashing the rocks at the foot of the wall. This calm was broken only by Febrer who continued firing his pistol. He had become ...
— The Dead Command - From the Spanish Los Muertos Mandan • Vicente Blasco Ibanez
... k Ummak!" This is not so much a curse as a playful phrase, like "Confound the fellow." So "Katala k Allah" (Allah slay thee) and "La aba lak" (thou hast no father or mother). These words are even complimentary on occasions, as a good shot or a fine recitation, meaning that the praised far excels the ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 4 • Richard F. Burton
... kend what was what fu' brawlie, There was ae winsome wench and walie, That night enlisted in the core (Lang after kend on Carrick shore; For mony a beast to dead she shot, And perish'd mony a bonnie boat, And shook baith meikle corn and bear, And kept the country-side in fear), Her cutty sark, o' Paisley harn, That while a lassie she had worn, In longitude tho' sorely scanty, It was her best, and she was vauntie.— ...
— Tam O'Shanter • Robert Burns
... by numerous streams, has the character of a great quagmire, and men and horses floundered about in the stagnant waters, or with difficulty worked their way over the marsh, or opened a passage through the tangled underwood that shot up in rank luxuriance from the surface. The wayworn horses, without food, except such as they could pick up in the wilderness, were often spent with travel, and, becoming unserviceable, were left to die on the road, with their hamstrings cut, that they might be of ...
— The History Of The Conquest Of Peru • William H. Prescott
... hold, and he looked like a pair of extended scissors. I stood aghast at the impending ruin of my hopes, with my lower jaw dropped. The captain alone retained his presence of mind. As the black unit of my last Texan speculation shot by him, with Michigan, elongated like a peninsula, fastened to her tail, he rolled up to ...
— The Busted Ex-Texan and Other Stories • W. H. H. Murray
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