"Conjuring" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... hand she seemed not to see, but tapped the floor of the cell yet more impatiently with her foot, as was her fashion when angered. Here was the prison door open, and the captive enamored of confinement; at the culminating point conjuring reasons why he should not flee. To have gone thus far; to have eliminated the jailer, and then to draw back, with the keys in his hand—truly no scene in a comedy could be more ...
— Under the Rose • Frederic Stewart Isham
... an extent, forgot Peter. He tried to deaden within him the impulses which Yellow Bird's conjuring had roused. He tried to see in them a menace and a danger, and he repeated to himself the folly of placing credence in Yellow Bird's "medicine." But his efforts were futile, and he was honest enough to admit ...
— The Country Beyond - A Romance of the Wilderness • James Oliver Curwood
... isolation it appears that having sold his library he had scarcely any books. Such a course of Christian happiness as this could only end in one way; and Newton himself seems to have had the sense to see that a storm was brewing, and that there was no way of conjuring it but by contriving some more congenial occupation. So the disciple was commanded to employ his poetical gifts in contributing to a hymnbook which Newton was compiling. Cowper's Olney hymns have not any serious value as poetry. Hymns rarely have. The relations of man with Deity ...
— Cowper • Goldwin Smith
... sometimes hateful;—then I broke away As from a prison and rushed wildly out Among the elms along the river-bank— Baring my burning temples to the breeze— And drank the air of heaven like sparkling wine— Conjuring excuses for her;—was she ill? Perhaps forbidden. Had another heart Come in between us?—No, that could not be; She was all constancy and promise-bound. A month, which seemed to me a laggard year, Thus wore away. At last a letter came. O with what springing ...
— The Feast of the Virgins and Other Poems • H. L. Gordon
... subjects: coats of arms, trophies of weapons, or allegories and half-obliterated love-scenes. It is curious to see these homely relics thus exposed in the street, conjuring up the peaceful soul of families gathered round the hearth. From over the wall, the air reaches me laden with hallowed fragrance. I picture the box-bordered walks on ...
— The Choice of Life • Georgette Leblanc
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