"Rainstorm" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... practically a ruin. The roof was gone, excepting over one room where a fire burned in a big fireplace, and where a great kettle swung on a heavy chain. This room had had one side blown out of it, so it was not much better off except in the matter of a rainstorm, than the other rooms that had four sides but no ceilings. It was too open to the weather for much use, however, and the small group of soldiers present were quartered in ...
— Shelled by an Unseen Foe • James Fiske
... there was a matinee, I departed at an early hour after luncheon, wearing my blue velvet with my fox furs. White gloves and white topped shoes completed my outfit, and, my own CHAPEAU showing the effect of a rainstorm on the way home from church while away at school, I took a chance on one of Sis's, a perfectly madening one of rose-colored velvet. As the pink made me look pale, I added a touch ...
— Bab: A Sub-Deb • Mary Roberts Rinehart
... the people, Many were there who abused me, And with evil words attacked me, And with sharpest words repulsed me. Few there are among the people Who have spoken to me kindly, And with kindly words received me, And before the stove who led me, When I came from out the rainstorm, Or from out the cold came shrinking, 840 With my dress with rime all covered, While the snow my fur ...
— Kalevala, Volume I (of 2) - The Land of the Heroes • Anonymous
... Wilna, Lithuania, April 4, 1846, in a rainstorm, fell nut-sized masses of a substance that is described as both resinous and gelatinous. It was odorless until burned: then it spread a very pronounced sweetish odor. It is described as like gelatine, but much ...
— The Book of the Damned • Charles Fort
... to put up a decently-sized shanty, because the trees were so near together; but there was ample opportunity for a hundred boys to find comfortable places in which to sleep, and the foliage would shelter them sufficiently well except in case of a rainstorm. ...
— Messenger No. 48 • James Otis
... remember distinctly the dreary November rainstorm of the morning I reproachfully accused Mother of wanting to make me back into a stupid little Mary, just because she so uncompromisingly disapproved of the beaded chains and bangles and jeweled combs and spangled party dresses that "every girl in school" was wearing. Why, the idea! Did she want ...
— Mary Marie • Eleanor H. Porter |
