1 Then she snatched her hands from his, threw her arms about his neck, and pressed a sudden drenched cheek against his face.
2 Her long hair was drenched in sweat and her gown stuck in wet spots to her body.
3 The night was drenched in warm soft darkness and she lay staring into it, dull as an ox.
4 Beyond the turrets of the outer wall the jungle glared and shrieked, and the sun was furious above drenched orchids.
5 Nothing moved except the gliding carriages, and the people were small and wooden, spots in a picture drenched with gold and hard bright blues.
6 He sauntered into the living-room and his glance passed from her drenched hat to her smeared rubbers.
7 The wet snow drenched their gloves; the water underfoot splashed their itching ankles.
8 Wet, drenched through, and shivering cold, despairing of ship or boat, we lifted up our eyes as the dawn came on.
Moby Dick By Herman MelvilleContext Highlight In CHAPTER 48. The First Lowering. 9 During all this blackness of the elements, Ahab, though assuming for the time the almost continual command of the drenched and dangerous deck, manifested the gloomiest reserve; and more seldom than ever addressed his mates.
10 And I am about drenched with this spray.
Moby Dick By Herman MelvilleContext Highlight In CHAPTER 121. Midnight.—The Forecastle Bulwarks. 11 As far as we could see, the miles of copper-red grass were drenched in sunlight that was stronger and fiercer than at any other time of the day.
12 I did not dare return to the apartment which I inhabited, but felt impelled to hurry on, although drenched by the rain which poured from a black and comfortless sky.
13 The nurse was not wet on the lower part of her dress, but Kitty was drenched through, and her soaked clothes clung to her.
14 The baby was taken out of the bath, drenched with water, wrapped in towels, dried, and after a piercing scream, handed to his mother.
15 Heaven was still and faintly luminous and the air sweet to breathe, as in a thicket drenched with showers; and amid peace and shimmering lights and quiet fragrance he made a covenant with his heart.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 3