1
To our ears the thunder is deadened on the great anvil of the clouds.
2
He ran quickly to the shop and paused a moment before the great anvil.
3
Pelle had leaped onto a great anvil.
4
There was no noise, but the great anvil fell apart, and the sword was as sharp and bright as ever.
5
He set on the anvil-stand a great anvil, and took in one hand his hammer and in the other hand his tongs.'
6
"From the great anvil in the churchyard of St. Stephen's I drew it," was the answer.