Chapter XXIX · Chapter 29

used before a singular noun to mean one of a group, when it is not a particular one

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

touching and pressing; in opposition to

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

the form of “a” used before a word that begins with a vowel sound

From this reading I took an oar over the stern and sculled slowly and silently out from the land.

used to join words or parts of a sentence that go together

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

in or near a particular place or position

From this reading But at last I could wait no longer.

Directly under; in or to a lower position than.

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

on the far side of; further than

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

used to introduce something that contrasts with what came before

From this reading But at last I could wait no longer.

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From this reading With my hands in the rough wet walls I hauled out of the cleft and started on my search for Carette.

-ing form of “carry” — move while supporting, either in a vehicle or in one's hands or on one's body

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

a split or indentation in something (as the palate or chin)

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

the past of “can”; used for possibility or polite requests

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

the skilled practice of a practical occupation

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

absence of light or illumination

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

(plural) the deepest and most remote part

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

being or moving lower in position or less in some value

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

all the members of a group, with none left out

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

experiencing or showing fear

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

intended to be given to, or used by, somebody

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

set up or found

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

physically weak

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

showing where something starts, or who sent it

From this reading I took an oar over the stern and sculled slowly and silently out from the land.

material resulting from the process of grinding

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

(biology) the process of an individual organism growing organically; a purely biological unfolding of events involved in an organism changing gradually from a simple to a more complex level

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

(with “in”) guardianship over; in divorce cases it is the right to house and care for and discipline a child

From this reading With my hands in the rough wet walls I hauled out of the cleft and started on my search for Carette.

past form of “haul” — draw slowly or heavily

From this reading With my hands in the rough wet walls I hauled out of the cleft and started on my search for Carette.

carve a honeycomb pattern into

From this reading The shore thereabouts was a honeycomb of sharp-toothed rocks.

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

the person speaking or writing, as the subject of the verb

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

inside something, or within a place, period, or state

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

moving to the inside of something

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

the land on which real estate is located

From this reading I took an oar over the stern and sculled slowly and silently out from the land.

immediately past

From this reading But at last I could wait no longer.

for more time

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

a strong positive emotion of regard and affection

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

the person speaking, as the object of a verb or preposition

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

a particular point in time

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

belonging to the person speaking

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

the time after sunset and before sunrise while it is dark outside

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

not any; not one

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

an implement used to propel or steer a boat

From this reading I took an oar over the stern and sculled slowly and silently out from the land.

belonging to, or connected with, somebody or something

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

(used especially of persons) having lived for a relatively long time or attained a specific age

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

touching and supported by a surface

From this reading With my hands in the rough wet walls I hauled out of the cleft and started on my search for Carette.

not allowed to continue to bat or run

From this reading With my hands in the rough wet walls I hauled out of the cleft and started on my search for Carette.

above and across; more than

From this reading I took an oar over the stern and sculled slowly and silently out from the land.

-ing form of “pump” — operate like a pump; move up and down, like a handle or a pedal

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

the act of putting something in working order again

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

plural of “rock” — a lump or mass of hard consolidated mineral matter

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

having or caused by an irregular surface

From this reading With my hands in the rough wet walls I hauled out of the cleft and started on my search for Carette.

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading I took an oar over the stern and sculled slowly and silently out from the land.

try to locate or discover, or try to establish the existence of

From this reading With my hands in the rough wet walls I hauled out of the cleft and started on my search for Carette.

perceive by sight or have the power to perceive by sight

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

past form of “seem” — give a certain impression or have a certain outward aspect

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

having sharp teeth

From this reading The shore thereabouts was a honeycomb of sharp-toothed rocks.

the land along the edge of a body of water

From this reading The shore thereabouts was a honeycomb of sharp-toothed rocks.

without speaking

From this reading I took an oar over the stern and sculled slowly and silently out from the land.

a descent as through liquid (especially through water)

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

without speed (“slow” is sometimes used informally for “slowly”)

From this reading I took an oar over the stern and sculled slowly and silently out from the land.

past form of “start” — take the first step or steps in carrying out an action

From this reading With my hands in the rough wet walls I hauled out of the cleft and started on my search for Carette.

of a stern or strict bearing or demeanor; forbidding in aspect

From this reading I took an oar over the stern and sculled slowly and silently out from the land.

an abnormal protuberance or localized enlargement

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

used to introduce what somebody said, thought, or felt

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

used before a noun that is already known, already mentioned, or the only one of its kind

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

subsequently or soon afterward (often used as sentence connectors)

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

near that time or date

From this reading The shore thereabouts was a honeycomb of sharp-toothed rocks.

up to a particular time

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

used before the base form of a verb to make the infinitive

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

inflected form of “take” — carry out

From this reading I took an oar over the stern and sculled slowly and silently out from the land.

not seen or perceived

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

being or moving higher in position or greater in some value; being above a former position or level

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

stay in one place and anticipate or expect something

From this reading But at last I could wait no longer.

past form of “wait” — stay in one place and anticipate or expect something

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

the act of waiting (remaining inactive in one place while expecting something)

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

-ing form of “wallow” — devote oneself entirely to something; indulge in to an immoderate degree, usually with pleasure

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

plural of “wall” — an architectural partition with a height and length greater than its thickness; used to divide or enclose an area or to support another structure

From this reading With my hands in the rough wet walls I hauled out of the cleft and started on my search for Carette.

the past form of “be” used with I, he, she, it, or a singular noun

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

binary compound that occurs at room temperature as a clear colorless odorless tasteless liquid; freezes into ice below 0 degrees centigrade and boils above 100 degrees centigrade; widely used as a solvent

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

exhaust or get tired through overuse or great strain or stress

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

covered or soaked with a liquid such as water

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

used to introduce a clause giving more about a thing just mentioned

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

in the company of; together with

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

exert oneself by doing mental or physical work for a purpose or out of necessity

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.

an injury to living tissue (especially an injury involving a cut or break in the skin)

From this reading HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT Waited till the night seemed growing old to me, for the waiting in that dark cleft was weary work, with the water, which I could no longer see, swelling and sinking beneath me, carrying me up and up and up, pumping and grinding against the unseen rocks, then down and down and down into the depths, wet and wallowing, and fearful every moment of a wound beyond repair to my frail craft.