1 Every muscle, every fibre, every cell, was tired, dead tired.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 2 His muscles became hard as iron, and he grew callous to all ordinary pain.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter II. The Law of Club and Fang 3 His muscles were surcharged with vitality, and snapped into play sharply, like steel springs.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter VII. The Sounding of the Call 4 Men felt these muscles and proclaimed them hard as iron, and the odds went down to two to one.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter VI. For the Love of a Man 5 This other man was shorter of leg and longer of arm, with muscles that were stringy and knotty rather than rounded and swelling.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter IV. Who Has Won to Mastership 6 His whole body was gathered compactly together in the tremendous effort, the muscles writhing and knotting like live things under the silky fur.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter VI. For the Love of a Man 7 These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter I. Into the Primitive 8 The great breast and heavy fore legs were no more than in proportion with the rest of the body, where the muscles showed in tight rolls underneath the skin.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter VI. For the Love of a Man 9 Hunting and kindred outdoor delights had kept down the fat and hardened his muscles; and to him, as to the cold-tubbing races, the love of water had been a tonic and a health preserver.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter I. Into the Primitive 10 It advertised itself in all his movements, was apparent in the play of every muscle, spoke plainly as speech in the way he carried himself, and made his glorious furry coat if anything more glorious.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter VII. The Sounding of the Call 11 A rest comes very good after one has travelled three thousand miles, and it must be confessed that Buck waxed lazy as his wounds healed, his muscles swelled out, and the flesh came back to cover his bones.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter VI. For the Love of a Man 12 Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide-water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter I. Into the Primitive 13 His muscles had wasted away to knotty strings, and the flesh pads had disappeared, so that each rib and every bone in his frame were outlined cleanly through the loose hide that was wrinkled in folds of emptiness.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 14 They were stiff and in pain; their muscles ached, their bones ached, their very hearts ached; and because of this they became sharp of speech, and hard words were first on their lips in the morning and last at night.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 15 The muscles of his whole body contracted spasmodically and instinctively, the hair on his neck and shoulders stood on end, and with a ferocious snarl he bounded straight up into the blinding day, the snow flying about him in a flashing cloud.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter II. The Law of Club and Fang 16 He was mastered by the sheer surging of life, the tidal wave of being, the perfect joy of each separate muscle, joint, and sinew in that it was everything that was not death, that it was aglow and rampant, expressing itself in movement, flying exultantly under the stars and over the face of dead matter that did not move.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter III. The Dominant Primordial Beast