He sat down on the anvil with his heart beating, and began to recall the picture.
My heart was pounding until in my own ears it sounded like an anvil chorus.
He was a real sleight-of-hand man, and the anvil was his orchestra.
In the middle of this chamber, two smiths, with hammers, stood beside an anvil.
Rotha could hear the thick breathing of the bellows and the thin tinkle of the anvil.
The clang of hammer on anvil seemed to tear his ears; yet it drew him on too.
They went back to Dr. Whiting who was chained across the anvil.
Old Christian sprung the calks on the horn of the anvil, and returned the shoe.
A knee, like an anvil, pushed inexorably into his stomach and 70 heart and lungs.
He had dramas on the anvil, too, and dictated by the hour every day.
