1 There was a large fire burning on the hearth, and one could smell from far the fragrant reek of burning cedar and sandal wood.
2 He bound his sandals on to his comely feet, girded his sword about his shoulder, and left his room looking like an immortal god.
3 He bound his sandals on to his comely feet, girded his sword about his shoulders, and left his room looking like an immortal god.
4 Forthwith he bound on his glittering golden sandals with which he could fly like the wind over land and sea.
5 But Telemachus bound on his sandals, and took a long and doughty spear with a head of sharpened bronze from the deck of the ship.
6 Thus did he urge the swineherd; Eumaeus, therefore, took his sandals, bound them to his feet, and started for the town.
7 When the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared, Telemachus bound on his sandals and took a strong spear that suited his hands, for he wanted to go into the city.
8 Or the resolute refusal of some pimpled dirty little scrub in sandals to sell his soul.
9 His feet had sandals of the same fashion with the peasants, but of finer materials, and secured in the front with golden clasps.
10 Yet these people were clothed in pleasant fabrics that must at times need renewal, and their sandals, though undecorated, were fairly complex specimens of metalwork.
11 He had, moreover, sandals bound on his feet by cords.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContext Highlight In Chapter 35. La Mazzolata. 12 The garden walks were damp, and Edna called to the maid to bring out her rubber sandals.