"Unfrequented" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, I better brook than flourishing peopled towns: Here can I sit alone unseen of any, And to the nightingale's complaining notes Tune my distresses and ...
— The Man Shakespeare • Frank Harris
... this clear mountain-air, a voice will rise, Though from afar, distinctly; it may soothe him. Play when we halt, and, when the evening comes And I must leave him (for his pleasure is To be left musing these soft nights alone In the high unfrequented mountain-spots), Then watch him, for he ranges swift and far, Sometimes to Etna's top, and to the cone; But hide thee in the rocks a great way down, And try thy noblest strains, my Callicles, With the ...
— Poetical Works of Matthew Arnold • Matthew Arnold
... Rip now felt a vague apprehension stealing over him; he looked anxiously in the same direction, and perceived a strange figure slowly toiling up the rocks, and bending under the weight of something he carried on his back. He was surprised to see any human being in this lonely and unfrequented place; but supposing it to be some one of the neighbourhood in need of his assistance, he hastened ...
— Legends That Every Child Should Know • Hamilton Wright Mabie
... New York in the month of October, after having undergone great peril and suffering from an unknown and dangerous navigation and the rigors of a northern climate, without any satisfactory information of the objects of their search, but with new contributions to science and navigation from the unfrequented polar regions. The officers and men of the expedition having been all volunteers for this service and having so conducted it as to meet the entire approbation of the Government, it is suggested, as ...
— State of the Union Addresses of Millard Fillmore • Millard Fillmore
... down to the spot where he had hidden the bundles in the hollow of a tree. It was an unfrequented place, and slipping his disguise over his clothes, after putting the pistols in his belt, he took the second bundle and returned to a street through which waggons leaving the castle must pass. A few minutes later he saw them coming along. He had already stuffed ...
— Won by the Sword - A Story of the Thirty Years' War • G.A. Henty
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