Phrases with "head"

Sinclair Lewis His head drooped, and a ridge of flesh scattered with pale small bristles bulged out under his chin. Main Street by Sinclair Lewis

Henry James Poor human-hearted Isabel, what perversity had bitten her? Her light step drew a mass of drapery behind it; her intelligent head sustained a majesty of ornament. Portrait of a Lady by Henry James [1881]

He caught his breath in terror as, with hard straining of his eyes, he could at last pick out the head and shoulders of a man. His Prey was Man by Arthur Gask [1942]

And Nature had planted this young lady’s head upon her shoulders with a grace so rare that it must needs be a happy accident in the workmanship of that immortal artist. Birds of Prey by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1867]

George Gissing He walked with head bent, shoulders stooping; and shuffled, indeed, rather than walked. Christopherson by George Gissing

Robert Louis Stevenson Just when his head had reached the level of the pavement, he turned half round and once more raked the square with a suspicious eyeshot. The Dynamiter by Robert Louis Stevenson

Guy de Maupassant When a street boy called after him: “Pig!” he turned his head instinctively. That Pig of a Morin (Ce cochon de Morin) by Guy de Maupassant [1882]

Anne Bronte You can pity a dolt of a servant for breaking a dish; but you have no compassion for me when my head is split in two and all on fire with this consuming fever. The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bronte [1848]

Algernon Blackwood John Silence nodded his head with approval. John Silence by Algernon Blackwood

Wilkie Collins The bread dropped from her hand; her weary head sank on his shoulder. The Fallen Leaves by Wilkie Collins [1879]

Anthony Trollope One evening, just as she had finished her work, Mr. Saul’s head appeared at the school-door, and he asked her whether she were about to return home. The Claverings by Anthony Trollope

Jack London D’ye see the scars on me head where I was struck with flying bricks? There ain’t a child at the spindles but what would curse me name. The Iron Heel by Jack London [1908]

G. K. Chesterton Then he turned his head and said, “Please tell Hicks to bring round the long blue car in half an hour; it can be fitted up for a sofa. The Flying Inn by G. K. Chesterton [1914]

John Galsworthy Young Jolyon looked after him as he walked away, and, resting his head on his hand, sighed. The Man of Property by John Galsworthy

George Meredith There,’ the squire dispersed Peterborough’s unnecessary air of abstruse recollection, ‘don’t look as though you were trying to hit on a pin’s head in a bushel of oats. The Adventures of Harry Richmond by George Meredith [1871]

Many American Indians are known to admire a head so extremely flattened as to appear to us idiotic. The Descent of Man by Charles Darwin

Elizabeth Gaskell Mr Henderson was over head and ears in love with her. Wives and Daughters by Elizabeth Gaskell [1865]

M. R. James You have witnessed an execution, and know what the criminal’s head looks like with the cap on. A Thin Ghost and others by M. R. James

He called for wine, and the rain continuing, soon drank himself into a half stupid condition, and dozed with his head on his hands and his hands upon the table. The Cloister and the Hearth by Charles Reade

When Villiers finished his recital he raised his head and looked defiantly at both his victims. Madame Midas by Fergus Hume

Thomas Wolfe Now I can hold my head up and look anybody in the eye and tell the Great Man, Paul S. Appleton himself, to go to the devil. You Can’t Go Home Again by Thomas Wolfe [1940]

F. Scott Fitzgerald I think it’s because I get the first finger soapy when I make the line of my side-burn, but how it gets up on top of my head I don’t know. Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald

And I — I — I should not have the right to challenge Mons. de Château-Renaud? Go — go!” I bent my head without answering. The Corsican Brothers by Alexandre Dumas [1844]

John Lewis Burckhard The Tekayrne and their slaves pay one dollar a head for their passage; each of them has his water skin suspended over the side of the vessel. Travels in Nubia by John Lewis Burckhard

Môme came and pushed his head into my hand. The Maker of Moons by Robert W. Chambers

H. G. Wells It was as though something had lugged my head down directly it emerged. First Men in the Moon by H. G. Wells [1901]

I wonder what came to pass last autumn, when I was ill, and mamma’s head full of me. The Heir of Redclyffe by Charlotte M. Yonge [1853]

Fanny Fern Little Nettie had exhausted her slender stock of toys, and creeping up to her mother’s side, laid her head wearily in her lap. Ruth Hall by Fanny Fern [1854]

Jack London All went well until I aimed a blow at an outlying cowls head and fell short. The Sea-Wolf by Jack London [1904]

The silence of the jungle bore witness that he alone was head of the family. Last Leaves from Dunk Island by E. J. Banfield

Then he pulled off a scaly wig, and showed beneath it a head of close-cropped grizzled hair. Prester John by John Buchan

Philippa cautiously poked forth her head from the rugs, like a tortoise from under its shell, to see that Bernard, who was standing near the steersman, was out of hearing. Some Experiences of an Irish R.M. by Somerville and Ross [1899]

H. G. Wells And his first movement was to feel his head and reassure himself that his streaming hair was still his own. The Man Who Could Work Miracles by H. G. Wells [1898]

From head to foot he thrilled with a bitter, uncanny joy that shocked but refused to be banished by his reasoning mind. Citadel of Fear by Francis Stevens

H. G. Wells As Gemini had talked he had, to begin with, nodded his head gravely and encouragingly, listening as a doctor might listen to the symptoms of a patient. Babes In The Darkling Woods by H. G. Wells [1940]

H. G. Wells Five minutes afterwards when a second cabman pushed his head in cautiously, they were still waiting, and an anxious face peered out of the bar-parlour and supplied information. The Invisible Man by H. G. Wells [1897]

Anthony Trollope Oh, Lucinda, this is the unkindest and the wickedest, and most horrible thing that anybody ever did! I shall never, never be able to hold up my head again. The Eustace Diamonds by Anthony Trollope

Elizabeth Gaskell The turf was led; the coal carted up from Monkshaven; the wood stored; the corn ground; the pig killed, and the hams and head and hands lying in salt. Sylvia’s Lovers by Elizabeth Gaskell [1863]

Sigmund Freud In the country where he lived it was customary to keep the head always covered except on occasions of this kind. The Interpretation of Dreams by Sigmund Freud [1911]

D. H. Lawrence At the table sat Emily and George: she was quickly picking over a pile of little yellow raisins, and he, slowly, with his head sunk, was stoning the large raisins. The White Peacock by D. H. Lawrence

Arriving at the ancient city, she at once proceeded to interview the head librarian. The Man of Death by Arthur Gask [1945]

Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman She twisted her head to see, and they disappeared in the vacant lot. The Vacant Lot by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman

Then suddenly he turned his head away and stood up, pulling Elizabeth to her feet. Burmese Days by George Orwell

She bent her head and stirred her teacup meditatively, then looked up gravely at Elfrida. “Really?” she said. A Daughter of To-Day by Sara Jeannette Duncan [1894]

George Gissing From head to foot, he quivered, deliciously, painfully. Will Warburton by George Gissing [1903]

After a quick glance over his shoulder, which hunters of big game tell us no lion or tiger omits to give before charging home, Ricardo charged, head down, straight at the curtain. Victory by Joseph Conrad [1914]

He had Anne’s arm tucked up under his, and his head bent over her that she might catch his whispers. Anne by Ellen Wood [1876]

Sir J. Simpson has proved that the head of the male infant exceeds that of the female by 3/8ths of an inch in circumference, and by 1/8th in transverse diameter. The Descent of Man by Charles Darwin

The man slowly advanced, and, pausing before the open window of the cafe, put his head through the aperture, as to address and summon forth its armed inmates. Zanoni by Edward Bulwer-Lytton [1842]

Jonathan Swif My head has no fits, but a little disordered before dinner; yet I walk stoutly, and take pills, and hope to mend. The Journal to Stella by Jonathan Swif

Henry Handel Richardson And then something else came into her head — a familiar thought, and one she often amused herself with. Growing Pains by Henry Handel Richardson

Robert Louis Stevenson We all of us appreciate the sensations; but as for caring about the Permanence of the Possibility, a man’s head is generally very bald, and his senses very dull, before he comes to that. Virginibus Puerisque by Robert Louis Stevenson

Florence Dixie Down came the rope> which Maeva seized, and quickly coiling it up, passed her head through the ring thus formed. Redeemed in Blood by Florence Dixie [1889]

It was old Kattigiri, climbing a moving van eager to be first for the sheep’s head and other butcher’s offal, who fell beneath the train and was cut to pieces. The Passing of the Aborigines by Daisy Bates [1938]

F. Scott Fitzgerald From time to time she would lean and whisper intently to him, and he would answer by inclining his head heavily or by a particularly ghoulish and repellent wink. Tales of the Jazz Age by F. Scott Fitzgerald

He turned his head this way and that. Descent into Hell by Charles Williams [1937]

Edgar Allan Poe Our own vessel was at length ceasing from her struggles, and sinking with her head to the sea. Tales of Science by Edgar Allan Poe

Wilkie Collins He waited a moment, and, finding that she did not answer him, bowed his head politely and went out. The Queen of Hearts by Wilkie Collins [1859]

H. G. Wells He finished and turned and galloped away from me — head down. The Food of the Gods and how it came to Earth by H. G. Wells [1904]

Never had he been able to forget that above his head a danger more terrible than the sword of Damocles hung, suspended by a thread, which the slightest accident might break. The Widow Lerouge by Émile Gaboriau

Elizabeth Gaskell She wore her dark shawl under her cloak, putting it over her head in lieu of a bonnet; for she knew that she might have to wait long in concealment. Half a Life-time Ago by Elizabeth Gaskell [1855]

D. H. Lawrence Then he turned his head away, and his pale grey eyes roved the country-side — when he had courage, he turned his back to us, shading his eyes to continue his scrutiny. The White Peacock by D. H. Lawrence

John Galsworthy They didn’t claim too much, and they weren’t shaken; but if Lady Corven keeps her head and her temper, we may pull through. Over the River by John Galsworthy

Henry James But, my dear fellow, Paris eats your head off. What Maisie Knew by Henry James [1897]

John Lewis Burckhard I observed also some very large lizards, at least a foot in length from head to tail. Travels in Nubia by John Lewis Burckhard

I felt as if all manner of vicious vapours were being blown out of my head as the soft wind lifted my hair. Birds of Prey by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1867]

H. Rider Haggard I could hear Alphonse’s teeth going like anything on the oiled rag, and turning my head round made an awful face at him. Allan Quatermain by H. Rider Haggard

Somehow I couldn’t fix any idea in my head of what he was like. Greenmantle by John Buchan

Rudyard Kipling When he came up to it he saw that his brother the Bull, yoked to a countryman’s plough, was toiling through a wet rice-field with his head bent down, and the sweat streaming from his flanks. Many Inventions by Rudyard Kipling [1893]

Shortly afterward, one day, after playing with the child on the rug for an hour or so with the most intense absorption, he raised his head and declared firmly, “I shall teach your boy to ride. A Personal Record by Joseph Conrad [1912]

Arthur Conan Doyle The old shipman shook his head and crossed himself. Sir Nigel by Arthur Conan Doyle [1906]

Charles Kingsley He stood waiting, one minute — two — five? Was it an hour, rather? A cold sweat bathed his limbs; the blood beat so fiercely within his temples, that his head rang again. Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley

Arthur Conan Doyle The corporal was sitting up rubbing his head with a look of stupid astonishment upon his face, as though he were not very sure either of where he was or how he came there. Micah Clarke by Arthur Conan Doyle

Jonathan Swif My head is pretty tolerable, but every day I feel some little disorders; I have left off snuff since Sunday, finding myself much worse after taking a good deal at the Secretary’s. The Journal to Stella by Jonathan Swif

Then he made a sudden rush head foremost down the plankway that responded with hollow, short noises to every footstep. An Outcast of the Islands by Joseph Conrad [1896]

Willa Cather Everett was still standing before the picture, his hands behind him and his head inclined, when he heard the door open. The Troll Garden by Willa Cather [1905]

He hit Gaspar Ruiz, whose movements were slow, over his head and shoulders. A Set of Six by Joseph Conrad [1908]

He stood still with his head bent by the side‐altar, in the glooom of the church that was only lightened by the brazen sconce that the old man carried in his hand. Signa by Ouida

Edith Wharton I hate the light — it makes my head ache. Here and Beyond by Edith Wharton [1926]

M. R. James It’s somebody though, putting their head up, isn’t it?” “I thought it was, but I’m not sure. Collected Ghost Stories by M. R. James

It was the head of a man still young; a head that had grace and power in it, but also levity and caprice. Signa by Ouida

Isabella Bird This village of only 200 houses owns 7000 sheep and goats, 60 horses and mares, and 400 head of cattle, and its tribute is only 230 tumans. Journeys in Persia and Kurdistan by Isabella Bird [1891]

Arthur Conan Doyle While these thoughts were passing through my head I had been alternately walking and trotting, as a man should who has a long journey before, and a willing horse beneath, him. The Exploits of Brigadier Gerard by Arthur Conan Doyle [1896]

The change restored me to consciousness, and suddenly I felt with horrid intensity the fire in my head and bones and the weakness of my limbs. Greenmantle by John Buchan

James Joyce Above the crossblind of the Ormond hotel, gold by bronze, Miss Kennedy’s head by Miss Douce’s head watched and admired. Ulysses by James Joyce [1922]

So that, while with their intrusive glances they searched Him, as it were, from head to foot, He stood in their midst with bent head and downcast eyes. A Second Coming by Richard Marsh [1900]

Jules Verne His heart throbbed as if it would burst, and his head was burning. In Search of the Castaways by Jules Verne [1873]

The head which has never been visited by the heart is the house pride lives in. The Crock of Gold by James Stephens

Rudyard Kipling He was a young Englishman, and his head had been cut to the bone by something jagged. Plain Tales from the Hills by Rudyard Kipling [1888]

He wore a long black cloak, and his head drooped upon his breast as if he had been in dejection. Birds of Prey by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1867]

R. D. Blackmore His head is that bad that he have gone for open air. Mary Anerley by R. D. Blackmore [1880]

Edith Wharton After that, with a groan, he dropped his head against the edge of his writing table. The Custom of the Country by Edith Wharton [1913]

The head jemadar then came to make a bargain, and we said we would give to each man five dollars a-month, besides rations and clothing the same as Bombay got. Journal of a Cruise on the Tanganyika Lake by John Hanning Speke [1864]

The track of the bullet through his head ached with an intenser anguish. Tales of Soldiers and Civilians by Ambrose Bierce

Anthony Trollope Lord George, who was the youngest of the family, and at that time about five-and-twenty, remained at Manor Cross, and became not only ostensibly but in very truth the managing head of the family. Is He Popenjoy? by Anthony Trollope [1878]

Rudyard Kipling George, hold the camel’s head a moment. The Light That Failed by Rudyard Kipling [1891]

Anthony Trollope She nodded her head also, merely intending him to understand thereby that she herself understood something about business. Miss Mackenzie by Anthony Trollope [1865]

Anthony Trollope Adolphe remained silent for a minute or two, with his head supported on his hand, and gazing on the lady of his love with a look that was intended to fascinate her. La Vendée by Anthony Trollope

Theodore Dreiser Above the speaker’s head was an immense portrait in oil of a former mayor — poorly done, dusty, and yet impressive. The Titan by Theodore Dreiser

Rudyard Kipling He stumbled forward and put his arm round her, and her head fell on his shoulder. The Light That Failed by Rudyard Kipling [1891]

Edith Wharton Somewhere, from the first, in an obscure fold of consciousness, she had felt the stir of an unnamed, unacknowledged fear; and now the fear raised its head and looked at her. Fruit of the Tree by Edith Wharton [1907]

E. Phillips Oppenheim I am bound to wish you Godspeed. For myself I shall not raise my head again until I have left England.” “There is no other commission?” Dominey asked. The Great Impersonation by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1920]

Andrew Lang And the gazelle said to him, ‘You have climbed all sorts of trees, but this you can’t climb,’ and as the seventh head came darting through it went rolling to join the rest. The Violet Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

Her spine, the back of her neck, and her livid face struck the seat of the carriage and the step, and at length she fell on the pavement, striking her head on the stones. In the World by Maksim Gorky

E. Phillips Oppenheim And then, through the mists and fires which blind my eyes, I see her with her head still thrown back, and a deep rich colour staining her cheeks, slowly moving towards the door. The Postmaster of Market Deignton by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1897]

H. G. Wells I could see what he wanted straight away, and I determined to head him off at once. Twelve Stories and a Dream by H. G. Wells [1903]

But the disfigured head in its ghastly bandages was motionless; the shattered arm in its wrappings made no gesture. Run to Earth by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1868]

We passed three women clothed in white from head to foot, their drapery veiling them closely, leaving holes for their eyes. The Golden Chersonese and the way thither by Isabella L. Bird [1883]

Arthur Conan Doyle The big man with the black beard is Sir Bartholomew Berghersh, whose brother is the Abbot of Beaulieu. Haste, haste! for the boar’s head is come and the plate’s to be cleaned. Sir Nigel by Arthur Conan Doyle [1906]

John Galsworthy Then he got up and stood with his square back to the fireplace and his head bent forward. On Forsyte ’Change by John Galsworthy

Arnold Bennett Yes, she could move her head slightly on the pillow, and she could stretch her right arm, both arms. The Old Wives’ Tale by Arnold Bennett [1908]

Benjamin Disraeli Leastwise, they will never convince me that a slip of irredeemable paper is as good as the young queen’s head on a twenty-shilling piece. Endymion by Benjamin Disraeli [1880]

Nellie Bly These people go through the streets uttering to a plaintive melody these words: “I’ll give you a bath from head to toe for two cents. Around the World in Seventy-Two Days by Nellie Bly [1890]

George Meredith Evan stooped his head to catch a whisper from her mouth, but nothing save a heavier fall of the breath she took, as of one painfully waking, was heard. Evan Harrington by George Meredith [1861]

William Hope Hodgson As I went, I heard him tell Tammy to go down and call the Mate. Reaching the fo’cas’le, I put my head in through the starboard doorway, and found some of the men beginning to turn-in. The Ghost Pirates by William Hope Hodgson

He shook his head more firmly. The Tragedy of the Silver Moon by Arthur Gask [1940]

M. R. James And tell me, tell me, quick!’ Joseph, seated on the side of the bed with his head in his hands, looked up at her with bloodshot eyes. Collected Ghost Stories by M. R. James

Winston turned his head a little aside to avoid the scrutiny of the large dark eyes. Nineteen Eighty-four by George Orwell

F. Scott Fitzgerald He picked up the book and handed it to her, shaking his head when she offered him a bill. Tales of the Jazz Age by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Rudyard Kipling MRS. G. Cut — his — head — off! ‘With one blow,’ as they say in the books? CAPT. G. I’m not sure. Soldiers Three by Rudyard Kipling [1899]

Rudyard Kipling She brought it, laid the head on her breast, and cast herself beside Valens. ‘It isn’t bad. Limits and Renewals by Rudyard Kipling [1932]

Wilkie Collins She bent her head down on them, and began to weep bitterly. After Dark by Wilkie Collins [1856]

He swung his sailor—hat by the elastic, showing his dun~coloured hair shaven so close to his bullet head as to resemble the nap of velvet. In Normandy by Ella D'Arcy [1904]

Rudyard Kipling Moreover, that ye may better listen to us, we have taken off the head of the Blind Mullah, whose evil counsels have led us to folly. Life’s Handicap by Rudyard Kipling [1891]

Robert Green Ingersoll He tried to hide them behind his eye-glasses, but he could not do it, and finally he bowed his head upon the dead man’s coffin in uncontrollable grief. Lectures by Robert Green Ingersoll

Rudyard Kipling The head of the mine is supposed to foresee these things and more. The Giridih Coal-Fields by Rudyard Kipling [1891]

The Squire was sitting with his head bent, looking as perplexed as an owl, when I got back to the room. A Life of Trouble by Ellen Wood [1870]

Andrew Lang My head is going round like a mill-wheel, and I don’t know what to do. The Grey Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

Florence Dixie The horrible crackling came nearer and nearer; I became conscious of the most intolerable heat, and my head began to swim round. Across Patagonia by Florence Dixie [1880]

Cleves stirred on the lounge beside Tressa. Again and again he had thought that she was asleep for her head had fallen back against the cushions, and she lay very still. The Slayer of Souls by Robert W. Chambers [1920]

Willa Cather In such reactions, after one of the experiences which made days and nights out of the dreary blanks of the calendar, when his senses were deadened, Paul’s head was always singularly clear. The Troll Garden by Willa Cather [1905]

James Joyce He swung himself forward in vigorous jerks, halted, lifted his head towards a window and bayed deeply: — Home and beauty. Ulysses by James Joyce [1922]

Edgar Allan Poe I shook from head to foot as if I had had the most violent fit of the ague. A Descent into the Maelström by Edgar Allan Poe

I shall be glad whenever he takes it into his head to pay me a visit at Yarka. I’m afraid in that case my respected parent would see me in England sooner than would be quite convenient to him. The Phantom Stockman by Guy Boothby

H.P. Lovecraft Presently Wilbur raised his head and began speaking in that strange, resonant fashion which hinted at sound-producing organs unlike the run of mankind’s. The Dunwich Horror by H.P. Lovecraft [1928]

Arnold Bennett At the same moment a head appeared over the edge of the barge. The Grand Babylon Hotel by Arnold Bennett [1902]

Charles Dickens You’ll stay with me the while?’ he inquired, trembling from head to foot. The Cricket on the Hearth by Charles Dickens [1845]

Arthur Conan Doyle To clutch at Tranter and to seize him by the hair was the work of a few seconds, but to hold his head above water and to make their way out of the current was another matter. The White Company by Arthur Conan Doyle [1891]

Oscar Wilde Our foot strikes against the head of Bocca. He will not tell us his name, and we tear the hair in handfuls from the screaming skull. Intentions by Oscar Wilde [1891]

Ivan Turgenev But he shook his head at once, ironically congratulated himself on his formal assumption of the rôle of a Don Juan, and went back to his own room. Fathers and Sons by Ivan Turgenev

He also told me that it was the custom to keep the head uncovered, and the feet naked, at least until all the ceremonies of burial had been performed. The Adventures of Hajji Baba of Ispahan by James Justinian Morier

Tobias Smolle Among the vocal performers I had the happiness to hear the celebrated Mrs — whose voice was loud and shrill, that it made my head ake through excess of pleasure. The Expedition of Humphry Clinker by Tobias Smolle

This “hola,” doubtless well known to Master Blaisois, made him turn his head and exclaim—“Monsieur d’Artagnan! run quickly, you chaps, and open the gate. The Vicomte de Bragelonne by Alexandre Dumas [1848-1850]

H. G. Wells I tried dipping my head in the sea, but after a while my eye fell on the Cape Argus, and I lay down flat in the canoe and spread this over me. The Stolen Bacillus and other incidents by H. G. Wells [1895]

They really do look like iron hammered iron statues — under the smooth coat of coal dust which clings to them from head to foot. Collected Essays by George Orwell

Judge of his sickening horror when from beneath the pauper’s clothes rolled forth the head of a girl about the age of fourteen or fifteen years, carefully separated from the trunk. The Book of Were-Wolves by S. Baring-Gould [1865]

H. Rider Haggard Next minute there was a swoop of wings, and the largest raven, after hovering over her for a minute, lit upon her shoulder, and rubbed his black head against her face. Dawn by H. Rider Haggard

One minute he looks like a man on the point of falling asleep; the next he starts up in fury, shaking his head and pounding the walls. The Circular Study by Anna Katharine Green

I began to speak of the books he had read, but this apparently did not interest him; he answered absent-mindedly, unwillingly, and gazed with melancholy eyes somewhere over my head or through my face. Philip Vasilyevich’s Story by Maksim Gorky

But the armourer, shaking his head like a dog coming out of water, swung his hammer. The Blanket of the Dark by John Buchan [1931]

Edgar Rice Burroughs The mighty tusker turned at the sound of his falling body, and, seeing only the easy prey of a young ape, he lowered his head and charged madly at the surprised youth. Tarzan of the Apes by Edgar Rice Burroughs [1912]

Wilkie Collins With an effort I moved my head on the pillow, so as to look round on the other side of the sofa. The Law and the Lady by Wilkie Collins [1875]

I bade Mr. S. good-night, and my head was scarce on the pillow ere I was sound asleep. Journey of Little Profit by John Buchan [1898]

Arthur Conan Doyle Mr. Stephens, in sombre impotence, shook his head slowly, the living embodiment of prosaic law and order. The Tragedy of the Korosko by Arthur Conan Doyle [1898]

Rudyard Kipling You mean you follow Mithras — eh?’ The young man bowed his head slightly. Limits and Renewals by Rudyard Kipling [1932]

Balzac shook his head and replied: ‘They would have done much more but for the women. Balzac by Frederick Lawton

Katherine Mansfield Two girls with bundles on their shoulders came walking out of the village—one wore a red handkerchief about her head and one a blue. In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield [1911]

If it had been sharp and pointed, you would have cleft them from head to heels, clean in two, as the ancient knight-errants did the Saracens, and wicked enchanters. Captain Fracasse by Théophile Gautier [1863]

Anthony Trollope He had imagination enough to build castles in the air in which she reigned as princess, in which she would lie with her head upon his bosom and tell him that he was her chosen prince. The American Senator by Anthony Trollope

Charles Dickens He was ill of the gout and ague; and when the death of his beloved child came upon him in addition, he sank, never to raise his head again. A Child’s History of England by Charles Dickens [1852]

E. Phillips Oppenheim On the contrary, he turned his head away, preferring not to be seen. To Win the Love He Sought by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1895]

Leon Trotsky Anti-Semitism raised its head with that of anti-Trotskyism. They both derived from the same source — the petty bourgeois reaction against October. 1. My Life by Leon Trotsky

Arthur Machen I drank it, and I drank more with my hand, but I couldn’t drink enough, so I lay down and bent my head and sucked the water up with my lips. The White People by Arthur Machen

Wilkie Collins On the second occasion the sergeant, putting his head out of the window to stop the cab, cried, “Hullo! there’s something up. The Fallen Leaves by Wilkie Collins [1879]

Radclyffe Hall Two glasses of wine would cause Jamie to flush, for her head had never been of the strongest, nor was it accustomed to such golden nectar. The Well of Loneliness by Radclyffe Hall

Having but one serviceable leg, his descent was slow and awkward, and having got his head to the level of the loft he stopped to touch his hat to me, and to hasp and lock the trap-door. Uncle Silas by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

George Meredith It is not your abuse, Mr. Beltham. I should have bowed my head to it till the storm passed. The Adventures of Harry Richmond by George Meredith [1871]

Radclyffe Hall Her head felt heavy and her eyes ached. The Unlit Lamp by Radclyffe Hall

He shook his head and looked her in the face. Uncle Silas by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

John Galsworthy How’s your last book doing? Does old Danby advertise it properly?” “No,” said Sir Lawrence, “no; he’s keeping his head wonderfully; the book is almost dead. The Silver Spoon by John Galsworthy

Philip buried his head in his hands. Shadows of Ecstasy by Charles Williams

Wilkie Collins When he was gone I locked my trunk, and got away in a cab after dark, and found a lodging to lay my head in. Man and Wife by Wilkie Collins [1870]

Wilkie Collins She sighed heavily, and, leaning her arm on the mantel-piece, laid her head on it with a reckless weariness miserable to see. No Name by Wilkie Collins [1862]

W. W. Jacobs Then the creature got its head free, and struck him smartly in the throat. The Brown Man’s Servant by W. W. Jacobs

On his way back he met Cornelius slouching down with his head between his shoulders. Lord Jim by Joseph Conrad [1900]

Once, twice, he blinked his eyes and then slowly, very slowly indeed, he turned his head this way and that and stared at his surroundings. The Jest of Life by Arthur Gask [1936]

His tone was deliberate, calculating, preparatory; not as I heard it then, through a head full of wine, but as it floats back to me across the gulf between that moment and this. The Black Mask by E. W. Hornung [1901]

He drew his head and shoulders over the edge and began to stare straight down at the water. A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay [1920]

Then came the worst, for up from beneath his left shoulder a head rose and stretched itself on a thin, flat, tapering neck. Citadel of Fear by Francis Stevens

H. G. Wells The lean man continued speaking for a word or so, then gave it up, shook his head to enforce the impossibility of anything crossing a trench like the one below, and resumed business once more. The Land Ironclads by H. G. Wells [1903]

Willa Cather The lawyer closed the door behind him, leaned back against it and folded his arms, cocking his head a little to one side. Youth and the Bright Medusa by Willa Cather [1920]

This being settled, I took ninety-five yards of the commonest stuff as a makeshift for mosquito-curtains for my men, besides four sailor’s shirts for my head men. The Discovery of the Source of the Nile by John Hanning Speke [1863]

Looking back on it now it seems to me that I could not have been quite right in my head at that time, though to all intents and purposes I was as rational a being as ever stepped in shoe leather. The Lust of Hate by Guy Boothby [1898]

He was very handsome, and carried his small head high with meek gravity. An Outcast of the Islands by Joseph Conrad [1896]

Frances Hodgson Burnett When she awakened in the morning she realised that she must have fallen asleep as quickly as Robin had, for she remembered nothing after her head had touched the pillow. Robin by Frances Hodgson Burnett [1922]

He fell and struck his head with great violence upon the stone pavement and was rendered unconscious. The Master Spy by Arthur Gask [1936]

Henry James He went over it, head by head, till he felt like the shepherd of a huddled flock, with all a shepherd’s vision of differences imperceptible. The Altar of the Dead by Henry James [1895]

He sat in a deep reverie for a long time, and then he bowed his head and covered his face over with his hands. The Judgment of Larose by Arthur Gask [1934]

Anthony Trollope He lost his head rather than this heart and toppled about mentally, reeling in his ideas as a drunken man does on his legs. Barchester Towers by Anthony Trollope

Julian Hawthorne Either the problem was too abstruse, or my head was not in the best condition for solving it. Calbot’s Rival by Julian Hawthorne

Almost holding my breath, I opened the door wider and put my head round. The Vaults of Blackarden Castle by Arthur Gask [1950]

And then the biggest idea of all came into my head and very nearly made me swing the car off the road. Coming up for Air by George Orwell

His head fell forward again into the same position, and I saw with horror that I had left two bloody fingermarks upon the gray shade of his sleeping-cap. My Fascinating Friend by William Archer

Edith Wharton Her head was throbbing with fatigue, and she had to go over the figures again and again; but at last it became clear to her that she had lost three hundred dollars at cards. The House of Mirth by Edith Wharton [1905]

Then up went his head and I could see he was drinking from a bottle. The Shadow of Larose by Arthur Gask [1930]

Yet if my head should fall on the stones, I cannot restore it. Sir Gawain and the Green Knight by translated by Kenneth G. T. Webster and W. A. Neilson

Rudyard Kipling That may help England. Oh, what shall help England?’ She raised her head — the masked head that seemed to have nothing to do with the busy feet — and stared straight at the children. Rewards and Fairies by Rudyard Kipling [1910]

Anthony Trollope The boy’s head had been filled with the idea of doing something remarkable, and he had himself gone to the priest. The Landleaguers by Anthony Trollope [1883]

Louisa May Alcott She was very glad when it was all over and she was quiet in her bed, where she could think and wonder and fume till her head ached and her hot cheeks were cooled by a few natural tears. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott [1868]

Frances Hodgson Burnett There was mad fear in her eyes when she lifted her head and threw out her hand again. The Head of the House of Coombe by Frances Hodgson Burnett [1922]