"Affright" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... an air of contempt; "it is all your fancy. Don't tell me that water can taste of cabbages!" Her heart beat with affright, however, and as soon as the servant maid had left the room, she ran in great terror to the wine cellar. "What the servant said must have been true," thought she; "and Wise Peter will never forgive me when he finds out that I have spoilt the well. ...
— Funny Big Socks - Being the Fifth Book of the Series • Sarah L. Barrow
... this association stills my fears; Humour and wit the frolic wing may spread, And we give harmless Lectures on the Head. Watchmen in sleep may be as snug as foxes, And snore away the hours within their boxes; Nor more affright the neighbourhood with warning, Of past twelve o'clock, a troublesome morning. Mynheer demanded, at the general shock, "Is the Bank safe, or has it lower'd the stock?" "Begar," a Frenchman cried, "the Bank we'll ...
— A Lecture On Heads • Geo. Alex. Stevens
... I determined to live with you, I was only governed by affection. I would share poverty with you, but I turn with affright from the sea of trouble on which you are entering. I have certain principles of action; I know what I look for to found my happiness on. It is not money. With you, I wished for sufficient to procure the comforts of life; as it is, less will do. I can still exert ...
— Mary Wollstonecraft • Elizabeth Robins Pennell
... mountain or water was thought a mere form of ugliness; a garden was a waste if it were not trimmed to formality; and a savage moorland was fit only for the sheep to crop. The admiration of Father Hennepin, the companion of La Salle, and the first white man who ever gazed upon Niagara, was tempered by affright. "This wonderful Downfal," said he in 1678, "is compounded of Cross-streams of Water, and two Falls, with an Isle sloping along the middle of it. The Waters which fall from this horrible Precipice do foam and boyl after the most hideous manner imaginable, ...
— American Sketches - 1908 • Charles Whibley
... affright, for her husband had seized her violently by the arm; then he plucked the gleaming Bowie knife from its sheath, and ere she could scream out, the murderous blade was buried ...
— City Crimes - or Life in New York and Boston • Greenhorn
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