Philipp docked at the old mooring and entered the cabin.

Between the slipways and the old mooring posts, where the red-flapping geelies quarreled over scraps of dying tideflower, it grew and grew.

The machine was brought safely to her old moorings within an hour.

But she was startled, feeling herself perilously cast afloat from old moorings.

Old moorings had been wrenched loose; she floated with strange tides.

A new glory and uplift of soul swept him from his old moorings.

After much manoeuvring we took up our old moorings in the harbor, at the foot of the Diou-djen-dji hills.

He had slipped the old moorings that familiarity had rendered endurable; but having slipped them, he had found no substitute.

All hands together soon brought the bridge once more up the cliff, where it was lashed to its old moorings.

(The tide of memories was setting in now-thedrift back to the old mooring.)

The cataclysm of the Civil War, in which as the preceding pages show I had been involved, had shaken me in my old moorings.

Having loosed from their old moorings and not having reached a peaceful haven, they drift about, sometimes at the mercy of every wind that blows.