1 At the moment when the hubbub of demons retreated, one would have said that a choir of angels was approaching through the gloom.
Les Misérables 2 By Victor HugoContext Highlight In BOOK 5: CHAPTER VI—THE BEGINNING OF AN ENIGMA 2 That cavern, which was called the choir, communicated with the cloister by a lobby.
Les Misérables 2 By Victor HugoContext Highlight In BOOK 6: CHAPTER VI—THE LITTLE CONVENT 3 Mother Sainte-Mechtilde, intrusted with the singing and the choir, was fond of making use of the pupils in this quarter.
Les Misérables 2 By Victor HugoContext Highlight In BOOK 6: CHAPTER VII—SOME SILHOUETTES OF THIS DARKNESS 4 A mourning-coach, in which could be seen a priest in his surplice, and a choir boy in his red cap, followed.
Les Misérables 2 By Victor HugoContext Highlight In BOOK 8: CHAPTER V—IT IS NOT NECESSARY TO BE DRUNK IN ORDER TO BE ... 5 The choir boy alighted from the mourning-coach, then the priest.
Les Misérables 2 By Victor HugoContext Highlight In BOOK 8: CHAPTER V—IT IS NOT NECESSARY TO BE DRUNK IN ORDER TO BE ... 6 At the hour appointed, Lord de Winter and the four friends repaired to the convent; the bells tolled, the chapel was open, the grating of the choir was closed.
The Three Musketeers By Alexandre DumasContext Highlight In 64 THE MAN IN THE RED CLOAK 7 In the middle of the choir the body of the victim, clothed in her novitiate dress, was exposed.
The Three Musketeers By Alexandre DumasContext Highlight In 64 THE MAN IN THE RED CLOAK 8 That lady herself played the organ for the choir at the Methodist Church and, as an organist, had scant respect for harps or harpists.
9 Vida had enjoyed Raymie Wutherspoon's singing in the Episcopal choir; she had thoroughly reviewed the weather with him at Methodist sociables and in the Bon Ton.
10 Without knowing why, we used to linger on the sidewalk outside the church when the lamps were lighted early for choir practice or prayer-meeting, shivering and talking until our feet were like lumps of ice.
11 One by one the others took up the air until a full choir of voices was singing.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 4 12 I often told Julia," said Aunt Kate emphatically, "that she was simply thrown away in that choir.
13 No," continued Aunt Kate, "she wouldn't be said or led by anyone, slaving there in that choir night and day, night and day.
14 The choir always tittered and whispered all through service.
15 There was once a church choir that was not ill-bred, but I have forgotten where it was, now.