He looked gloomy as he sat there with his unread book in his hand, yet gradually an eager, happy light crept into his eyes.
He had thought of it a good deal after dinner that day, as he sat with the unread book in his lap.
One of those unread despatches signed by Lincoln, assigned it to the Pickens expedition.
On the night of April sixth, Lincoln's signatures to the unreaddespatches of the first of April, came home to roost.
The second method is, without even so much casting about, to set forth in any direction, take the first attractive unread book at hand, and let that lead to others.
He it is who may profitably take up the first attractive unread book at hand; but he should endeavor to read it, not as an isolated fragment of literature, but in its relations.
As well sort them at once by size and livery: Vellum, tall copies, and the common calf Will hardly cover more diversity Than all your labels cunningly devised To class your unread authors.
To one correspondent she wrote,-- My constant groan is, that I must leave so much of the greatest writing which the centuries have sifted for me, unread for want of time.
Shall fold its eyelids, and the human sky Be gathered like a scroll within the tomb Unread forever.
Hence I venture to infer that Will seemed to them no unread rustic, but a fellow of infinite fancy,--no scholar to be sure, but very capable of writing the pieces which he fathered.
Her head was resting on her hand, an unread book lay open on her lap.
Natalie pursued her own anxious thoughts over the unread pages of the book in her lap.
After tea they all went out to sit in the garden for an hour; Miss Churton taking a book with her, which, however, she allowed to rest unread on her lap.
They lay in wait for him whenever he stirred abroad, and thrust their "sifflications" into his unwilling hands, to be stuffed unread into convenient pockets.
Gwen's imagination restored theunread letter to its place, with rigid honesty.
The rude, unread Columbus was our guide To worlds, which learned Lactantius had denied; And one wild Shakespeare following Nature's lights Is worth whole planets filled with Stagyrites.
Methought the Prince in whiskered state Before me at his breakfast sate; On one side lay unread Petitions, On t'other, Hints from five Physicians!
No wonder that he stood a little in awe of it, and days when he wandered down on the beach, with only the waves for company, or sat smoking in the arbor, with an unread book in his hand, his own career seemed petty and empty.
Still without a word, carrying the unread sentence in his hand, Durwent was marched back to the hut.
The latter had indeed thrust hisunread into his breast-pocket, but the mere fact that it was addressed in a hand unknown to him worried and annoyed him.
I suppose the communication which I received this evening and put unread into my pocket also comes from Uncle Widman.
The glass from which he had drunk stood on the little table by the sofa, and by it lay the unread evening paper.
The ghastly tale which they told could not have been utterly unread even by the obtuse and opinionated mind of the vain mother.
The bird would go to roost in its dovecote and sit all night with its head tucked placidly under its wing--and the plea for help unread on its leg--and the lawyer would never think of looking into the dovecote.
If it is only curious and has no bearing on human welfare, he may think it well to let it remain unread until I shall have passed away.
The book that perishes unread is the deaf mute of literature.
Heavyside (Author of "Epaminondas" and other unread Epics).
