"Topmost" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... was blindly stumbling under a rain of blows, pushes, and curses. She was old, and her hair streamed in ragged streaks across her bloodshot eyes, her tawdry skirt was long, and got under her unsteady feet. Just as she had managed to totter to the topmost step, a young man in the group behind her struck her a heavy blow between the shoulders. She tripped in the long skirt and trod on it, tearing it with a ripping sound from the waist, and fell forward, ...
— A Girl of the Klondike • Victoria Cross
... grow, they higher throw weird, direful arms which ever lean About the gray stone mansion old. Now roars the wind to aid the scene; The flames yet higher, wilder play. A shudder runs through all around— Distinctly as in light of day, at topmost window from the ground Sweet Flossie stands, her golden hair enhaloed now by firelit air. Loud rang the father's cry: "O God! my child! my child! Will no one dare For her sweet sake the flaming stair?" Look, one steps forth with muffled face, Leaps ...
— Poems Teachers Ask For, Book Two • Various
... the topmost tower was reached and the venerable bird discovered. He seemed asleep and was only awakened after much coaxing. Then he ...
— Jewish Fairy Tales and Legends • Gertrude Landa
... temperature below zero, are brought in by railroad from the lakes, and are placed on board the ships with a rapidity which must be seen to be appreciated. The blocks are packed in sawdust, which is used very much as mortar is used in a stone wall. Between the topmost layer of ice and the deck there is sometimes a layer of closely packed hay, and sometimes one of barrels of apples. It has occasionally happened that the profit upon the apples has paid the freight upon the ice, which usually amounts ...
— Captains of Industry - or, Men of Business Who Did Something Besides Making Money • James Parton
... the letters, and Valerie turned to the books. Idly she moved along the wall, reading the names upon the calf bindings and not knowing whether she read them or no. A sudden desire to look at the topmost shelves made her cross to the great step-ladder and climb to its balustered pulpit. Before she was half-way there the desire had faded, but she went listlessly on. Come to the top, she turned to let her eye wander over the nearest shelf. ...
— Anthony Lyveden • Dornford Yates
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