| The muser dwelt long on this invocation, pacing to and fro on the narrow strip of rock. |
| Yesterday's thoughts on American gun culture reminded me of something that happened when this middle England muser was a backstage myrmidon at the Theatre Royal, Drury Lane. |
| The muser started, for a hand grasped his arm, and shook him. |
| The muser finished disrobing and donned his night robes, but it was a long time before he felt like slumber. |
| Sweeter dreams now woo the muser, warming into passion, pulsing with a more eager throb of desire, in changed tone and pace. |
| He goes from the beautiful muser to the schizophrenic wonderer. |
