"Unroll" Quotes from Famous Books
... went up, and the sisters began to unroll the precious garments, which seemed all enshrined in aromatic gums and spices. The odor of that interior lives with me to this day; and I grow faint with the memory of that hour. With pious precision the clothes ...![](http://www.free-translator.com/rquot.gif) — The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 15, No. 90, April, 1865 • Various
... other, to a broad, leveled thoroughfare, so wide that three or even four automobiles may ride abreast, and so clean that at the end of an all-day's journey one's face is hardly dusty, does the history of the Old Coast Road unroll itself. We who contemplate making the trip ensconced in the upholstered comfort of a machine rolling on air-filled tires, will, perhaps, be less petulant of some strip of roughened macadam, less bewildered by the characteristic windings, if we recall something of the first back-breaking ...![](http://www.free-translator.com/rquot.gif) — The Old Coast Road - From Boston to Plymouth • Agnes Rothery
... is done.) Stay, oh stay! nor thus forlorn Leave me unblessed, unpitied, here to mourn: In yon bright track, that fires the western skies, They melt, they vanish from my eyes. But oh! what solemn scenes on Snowdon's height Descending slow their glittering skirts unroll? Visions of glory, spare my aching sight!{33} Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul! No more our long-lost Arthur we bewail. All hail, ye genuine kings, ...![](http://www.free-translator.com/rquot.gif) — Six Centuries of English Poetry - Tennyson to Chaucer • James Baldwin
... felt tired and began to unroll the beds. A screech owl made a tremulous, eerie note, but even ...![](http://www.free-translator.com/rquot.gif) — The Young Alaskans on the Missouri • Emerson Hough
... the early hours before dawn, when the darkness if anything becomes more intense. A chill nipping wind long since had caused the boys to unroll the rubber ponchos strapped to the back of their saddles, and drape them over their shoulders. As they stood now in the eerie darkness, striving vainly to locate the landmarks of tree and rock which Tom had given them, the howl of a ...![](http://www.free-translator.com/rquot.gif) — The Radio Boys on the Mexican Border • Gerald Breckenridge
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