1 The boat struck the bank full tilt.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER I. THE RIVER BANK 2 From that shallow, gravelly spit near the bank.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER VII. THE PIPER AT THE GATES OF DAWN 3 The Rat was sitting on the river bank, singing a little song.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD 4 There's nothing else being talked about, all along the river bank.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD 5 So the Rat went away, and sat on the river bank in the sun, and made up a song about them, which he called.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD 6 The Willow-Wren was twittering his thin little song, hidden himself in the dark selvedge of the river bank.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER VII. THE PIPER AT THE GATES OF DAWN 7 The bank is so crowded nowadays that many people are moving away altogether: O no, it isn't what it used to be, at all.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER I. THE RIVER BANK 8 A broad glistening muzzle showed itself above the edge of the bank, and the Otter hauled himself out and shook the water from his coat.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER I. THE RIVER BANK 9 The Rat brought the boat alongside the bank, made her fast, helped the still awkward Mole safely ashore, and swung out the luncheon-basket.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER I. THE RIVER BANK 10 Mole lay stretched on the bank, still panting from the stress of the fierce day that had been cloudless from dawn to late sunset, and waited for his friend to return.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER VII. THE PIPER AT THE GATES OF DAWN 11 The following evening the Mole, who had risen late and taken things very easy all day, was sitting on the bank fishing, when the Rat, who had been looking up his friends and gossiping, came strolling along to find him.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD 12 For a space they hung there, brushed by the purple loose-strife that fringed the bank; then the clear imperious summons that marched hand-in-hand with the intoxicating melody imposed its will on Mole, and mechanically he bent to his oars again.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER VII. THE PIPER AT THE GATES OF DAWN 13 As they drew near the familiar ford, the Mole took the boat in to the bank, and they lifted Portly out and set him on his legs on the tow-path, gave him his marching orders and a friendly farewell pat on the back, and shoved out into mid-stream.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER VII. THE PIPER AT THE GATES OF DAWN 14 The Rat got hold of a scull and shoved it under the Mole's arm; then he did the same by the other side of him and, swimming behind, propelled the helpless animal to shore, hauled him out, and set him down on the bank, a squashy, pulpy lump of misery.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER I. THE RIVER BANK 15 Out in midstream, there was a clear, narrow track that faintly reflected the sky; but wherever shadows fell on the water from bank, bush, or tree, they were as solid to all appearance as the banks themselves, and the Mole had to steer with judgment accordingly.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER VII. THE PIPER AT THE GATES OF DAWN 16 A wide half-circle of foam and glinting lights and shining shoulders of green water, the great weir closed the backwater from bank to bank, troubled all the quiet surface with twirling eddies and floating foam-streaks, and deadened all other sounds with its solemn and soothing rumble.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER VII. THE PIPER AT THE GATES OF DAWN 17 As he sat on the grass and looked across the river, a dark hole in the bank opposite, just above the water's edge, caught his eye, and dreamily he fell to considering what a nice snug dwelling-place it would make for an animal with few wants and fond of a bijou riverside residence, above flood level and remote from noise and dust.
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