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  • On the next day the ice closed upon them, and no opening was to be seen anywhere, except a hole, or lake as it might be called, of about a mile and a half in circumference, where the ships lay fast to the ice with their ice-anchors.

    The Life of Horatio Lord Nelson

  • Corky had come to and was moaning, trying to sit up, but one of the soldiers pushed him back down on his back, straddled him, and pinned Corky's arms to the ice by kneeling on them.

    Deception Point

  • He had ten days to wait before he would know whether it was the right one — ten days in which the raider could round the Cape and circle Madagascar in the Indian Ocean, reach up north-westward to strike round the West Indies, go up to the Canaries, off North Africa, move down to the ice limits of the Antarctic — or make for Rio, the Falklands, or the Plate ....

    Graf Spee

  • Now I should be able to use my glacier-flow quotient to work out where the Vikings dragged the ship on to the ice for the funeral pyre.

    Crusader Gold

  • Even allowed herself the pleasure of following his leap from the pool, his loose-hipped stride to the ice chest illuminated by a halogen lamp and crescent moon.

    Strategic Engagement

  • On top of the refrigerator Jing Yulan has placed a vase of cheap silk flowers and a large stuffed animal, thrown to the ice by a fan at a skating meet somewhere in the West.


  • The thousands of bubbles this manfish had brought with him moved upward to the ice and rolled about, trapped against the frozen surface of the lake.

    Time Was

  • The stolen sound is coming over loud and clear, down to the ice cubes bursting into the tumblers, and a coffee machine that generates more bass-sound than a symphony orchestra.

    the mission song

  • Inflate the pieces, affix them to one another, connect the whole thing to the ice with pitons and wires.

    Deception Point

  • I think of the worst thing that may happen, my cruelest possible punishment, the loss of a Sunday trip to the ice cream kiosk with my father: the ten-minute walk to Theatre Square, where from the frozen, steaming depths of a metal cart a morose woman lifts a waffle cup packed with ice cream called crème brulee, hard as stone.

    A Mountain of Crumbs


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