Quotes About Cove

The Boyds, Prescott and Dorothy." Sue gave Ray a knowing look as she continued. "The Crescent Cove—Round Island Hunt Club, I guess they own it now." Ray was familiar with the location: a gated and fenced enclave that held the largest tract of private land in the county.

The gray sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low: And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.

remember what my father taught me about orienting. Look for a large marker, then a small one. Find the mountain, then look for the valley, then the tree. Or in the treasure-hunting world, the breakers, the reef, then the cove.

Aunt Gertrude sputtered indignantly as Frank and Joe hurried away without waiting for any pie à la mode. They jumped into their convertible and followed Chet's jalopy. Dusk was falling as the four friends pulled up near the cove. An old, rather battered-looking coupé was parked among the trees.

Exactly. Once you've disposed of your cargo, sail to Dartmouth in their ship. Then sink it, reboard the Fortune, which will be in the cove we agreed on, and await my arrival." So saying, Armon held up the black gem, pivoting it slowly in order to admire all its facets. "I've waited a long time for this day. And no one and nothing is going to stand in my way." "Good morning." That deep baritone penetrated Courtney's haze, and she blinked, taking

I was a hunter and fisherman, and many a time I have slipped out into the woods and prairies at 4 a.m. and brought home plenty of game, or have gone in a canoe to the cove and brought back a good supply of fresh fish.

One Saturday, he had gone to take the subway to Pennsylvania Station en route for the Soviet week-end rest camp at Glen Cove, the former Morgan estate on Long Island.

In Taiji, the town was malefic and the people could be horrid, but the cove's most demanding challenges were personal ones: How do you survive your own sadness?

Anyway, The Plum Runner slipped through this narrow channel and into a small cove which looked artificial, as though it had been called into being, not by God Almighty, but by the Army Corps of Engineers, who liked to put the finishing touches on Creation.

Pirate's Cove. The decor was saddles and spurs and branding irons. The sign remained a lasting testimony that pirates don't sell drinks in north Florida, and cowboys don't sell enough for a new sign. Swinging

Mist rolled gray and thick over the small coastal town of Sunset Cove, Oregon.

Bay in January 1788 under the command of Captain Arthur Phillip. On January 26, now celebrated as Australia Day, they set up camp in Sydney Cove, the heart of the modern city of Sydney.

An hour before dawn they went down to the cove, following the bubble of the stream and the descending combe, with a glowworm here and there green-lit like a jewel in the dark.