"How should I, a prisoner, know better than my jailer the whereabouts of the key to my
fetters?" he retorted.
Naked, for greater shame, He lies, with
fetters on each foot,
To Tardos Mors I went first, asking where the keys might be which would unfasten their
fetters.
I do not remember now the details of the weight and length of the
fetters riveted on his limbs by an "Administrative" order, but it was in the number of pounds and the thickness of links an appalling assertion of the divine right of autocracy.
The clanking of
fetters and the rattling of chains in the prison, and the pious psalm and solemn prayer in the church, may be heard at the same time.
They want more fenders, more breasting- ropes; they want more springs, more shackles, more
fetters; they want to make ships with volatile souls as motionless as square blocks of stone.
But strangely enough I did not falter in my allegiance to him, or realize that here in this free form was a deliverance, if I liked, from the
fetters and manacles which I had been at so much pains to fit myself with.
Many a one cannot loosen his own
fetters, but is nevertheless his friend's emancipator.
"These yer 's a little too small for his build," said Haley, showing the
fetters, and pointing out to Tom.
Literature had already begun to shake off its
fetters of art.
At a certain stage in the development of these means of production and of exchange, the conditions under which feudal society produced and exchanged, the feudal organisation of agriculture and manufacturing industry, in one word, the feudal relations of property became no longer compatible with the already developed productive forces; they became so many
fetters. They had to be burst asunder; they were burst asunder.
As several gentlemen in these times, by the wonderful force of genius only, without the least assistance of learning, perhaps, without being well able to read, have made a considerable figure in the republic of letters; the modern critics, I am told, have lately begun to assert, that all kind of learning is entirely useless to a writer; and, indeed, no other than a kind of
fetters on the natural sprightliness and activity of the imagination, which is thus weighed down, and prevented from soaring to those high flights which otherwise it would be able to reach.