He was amazingly good, his fingers plucking the strings with quick nimble strokes.
Adrienne felt the rage tearing at her lungs, plucking at her nerves until she wanted to twist Julie's neck off.
Perhaps I'll move further east and see if the plucking is better when the weather is cooler.
Ed was running beside her, and then a strong arm was plucking her from the ground.
Plucking it free, he Traveled back to Texas to find the stash of credit cards and identifications Damian kept in the safe in his study.
He threw one long leg across the other and glanced around, absently plucking a package of cigarettes from his shirt pocket.
Plucking one from the bush, she rolled the berry in her hand, removing the powdery haze from its surface.
He was in truth the Sicilian bee, and, plucking the flowers of the prophetic and apostolic meadow, he produced a wonderfully pure knowledge in the souls of the listeners."
- The order of events in the primitive synoptic tradition appears to be faithfully reproduced in St Mark; and if this order is chronological, Christ's ministry lasted at least two years, since the plucking of the ears of corn (April - June) marks a first spring; the feeding of the five thousand when the grass was fresh green (xXcwpos: about March), a second; and the Passover of the Crucifixion a third: and these three points are so far removed from one another in the narrative that the conclusion would hold, even if the general arrangement in St Mark were only roughly, and not minutely, chronological.
The herb rue is potent against them, as in British folk-lore, and a man long captive among the Jan escaped from them by observing their avoidance of rue, and by plucking two handfuls thereof.
The signaculum oris forbids all eating of unclean food (which included all bodies of animals, wine, &c. - vegetable diet being allowed because plants contained more light, though the killing of plants, or even plucking their fruit and breaking their twigs, was not permitted), as well as all impure speech.
Plucking stage onwards, almost everything is done by machinery.
Sometimes I caught an insect in the flower I was plucking, and I felt the faint noise of a pair of wings rubbed together in a sudden terror, as the little creature became aware of a pressure from without.
Now he rode beside Ilyin under the birch trees, occasionally plucking leaves from a branch that met his hand, sometimes touching his horse's side with his foot, or, without turning round, handing a pipe he had finished to an hussar riding behind him, with as calm and careless an air as though he were merely out for a ride.