Example sentences of "[pos pn] [noun] [conj] [verb] " in BNC.

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1 He said nothing to me about my fears for my sanity and behaved as if what we were doing were a common exercise , undertaken for purely scientific purposes .
2 I was warm and sleepy but my master kept haranguing me : compliance seemed the easiest way out so I put on my boots , grabbed my cloak and accompanied him down to the Templar chapel .
3 I found the whisky , let myself out of the cellar and locked it , turned all the lights out , gave Mrs McSpadden the bottle , accepted a belated new-year kiss from her , then made my way out through the kitchen and the corridor and the crowded hall where the music sounded loud and people were laughing , and out through the now almost empty entrance hall and down the steps of the castle and down the driveway and down to Gallanach , where I walked along the esplanade — occasionally having to wave or say ‘ Happy New Year ’ to various people I did n't know — until I got to the old railway pier and then the harbour , where I sat on the quayside , legs dangling , drinking my whisky and watching a couple of swans glide on black , still water , to the distant sound of highland jigs coming from the Steam Packet Hotel , and singing and happy-new-year shouts echoing in the streets of the town , and the occasional sniff as my nose watered in sympathy with my eyes .
4 I drink my whisky and look out at the inky loch .
5 I drain the last of my whisky and look into the empty glass .
6 The Royal Geographical Society approved my plans and made me a grant , as did the Percy Sladen Trust of the Linnean Society .
7 Yet now , ’ his look was amicable , ‘ you , Miss Kingsdale , with your haughty manner ’ her haughty manner ? ‘ wish me to at once revoke my plans and allow you to ask me endless work-orientated questions . ’
8 It was n't until they made me squat down and then taped my wrists to my ankles and stuck me in a large sack that I accepted that it was n't going to be a truck , but a car-boot move .
9 As I opened the door , a white streak flashed past my ankles and vanished around the first turn of the spiral .
10 I went up the steps until the water barely covered my ankles and tried the doorlatch .
11 Then suddenly a doctor walked in all dressed up in his green gown and a face mask and said , " Hello , this is it then , " and a nurse took my ankles and shoved them into some stirrups and covered me up in all this green cloth .
12 But then hands of steel get hold of my ankles and start pulling at me — pulling pulling pulling .
13 ‘ No , I do n't get pissed off and run to my guitar and write a song .
14 I filled the crack above with belay nuts , tied off , and eventually relaxed enough to hang into my harness and haul in the rope .
15 If I shift in my harness and lean nervously backwards I can see my partner creeping nearer on a wall of loosely compacted rubble , brushing and blowing the sand from the holds as he swings upwards .
16 Maybe the imminence of the new technology was the moment to hang up my briefcase and say good luck to the thrusting new young generation .
17 I 've had more fun wiping the blood of a blue-bottomed bloggert off my broadsword than watching that pile of pus !
18 It was my heart that broke when he went , yet I never had him searched for ; I durs n't think what 'd come , if he saw the lad now .
19 When I met Jean-Claude I found something in his face , his speech and gestures , that alerted my heart and made it a gift to him .
20 She took my heart and squashed the sucker flat .
21 ‘ Cross my heart and hope to die , ’ Charlie stated solemnly .
22 Ollie 's Honour , cross my heart and hope to become a Girl Guide .
23 ‘ Cross my heart and hope to die . ’
24 at the crossroads by hampstead tube station i lay down in my heart and wept
25 ‘ This breaks my heart and makes me very , very angry . ’
26 After listening to my heart and extracting a syringe-full of blood from an artery , they connected my right arm to the drip-feed .
27 It is often impossible to say what moves you in a poem ; somehow in this poem there is something that touches my heart and links me in sympathy to this Bolivian poet whom I shall never meet .
28 Now I need you to back up my story and put me in the clear .
29 I think this single gimmick was enough to provide the detection element wile Ghote 's investigations among the more likely looking suspects enabled me , with diversions , to tell my story and to reflect in various ways on lines drawn and wedges advanced .
30 He seemed very moved by my story and said he intended to write an article about it .
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