"August 2nd.--Head wind--sailing westward--large hummocks of ice ahead, and on port bow, i.e. to the westward--hope we may be able to push through. In evening, ice gets thicker; we still hold on--fog comes on--ice getting thicker--wind freshens--we can get no farther--ice impass- able, no room to tack--struck the ice several times-- obliged to sail S. and W.--things look very shady."英文原著 · 《Letters From High Latitudes》
It was all he could say for the moment. There in the glare waited the taxi, with Bill Hunt and Dennis Green sprawling on one side, their hats tilted over their faces, while on the other, Moira Morrison, in a bonnet like a huge strawberry, jumped up and down. "No ice! No ice! No ice!" she shouted gaily. And Dennis chimed in from under his hat. "Only to be had from the fishmonger's." And Bill Hunt, emerging, added, "With whole fish in it." "Oh, what a bore!" wailed Isabel. And she explained to William how they had been chasing round the town for ice while she waited for him.英文原著 · 《The Garden Party》
As a child she was very fond of ice-cream, and I used often to take her to a confectioner's. Ice-cream was for her the type of everything delightful. If she wanted to praise me she would say: "You are as nice as cream, papa." We used to call one of her little fingers "pistachio ice," the next, "cream ice," the third "raspberry," and so on. Usually when she came in to say good-morning to me I used to sit her on my knee, kiss her little fingers, and say:英文原著 · 《The Wife and Other Stories》
Northward still; but now we are in fog the ice is troublesome; a gale is rising. Now, if our ship had timbers they would crack, and if she had a bell it would be tolling; if we were shouting to each other we should not hear, the sea is in a fury. With wild force its breakers dash against a heaped-up wall of broken ice, that grinds and strains and battles fiercely with the water. This is "the pack," the edge of a great ice-field broken by the swell. It is a perilous and an exciting thing to push through pack ice in a gale.英文原著 · 《Voyages in Search of the North-West Passage》
To sit on a balcony, eating ices-- that 's my idea of heaven."
"With an angel by your side," said Captain Lovelock. "You are not my idea of an angel," retorted Blanche. "I 'm afraid you 'll never learn what the angels are really like," said the Captain. "That 's why Miss Evers got Mrs. Vivian to take rooms over the baker's--so that she could have ices sent up several times a day. Well, I 'm bound to say the baker's ices are not bad."
"Considering that they have been baked! But they affect the mind," Blanche went on. "They would have affected Captain Lovelock's-- only he has n't any.英文原著 · 《Confidence》
It was in vain. Both of the Twentieth men fell upon him, and the master, snatching the ball, sped like lightning down the ice. The crowd went wild. "Get back! Get back there!" screamed Hughie to the mob crowding in upon the ice. "Give us room! Give us a show!"
At this moment Craven, cornered by Hec Ross and two of the Red Shirts, with Dan hard upon his heels, passed clear across the ice to Hughie. With a swift turn Hughie caught the ball, dodged Jimmie Ben's fierce spring at him, and shot.英文原著 · 《Glengarry Schooldays》
Wait, is this going to be like that time you promised to take me ice skating, and I got really excited about the ice skating, but then instead of ice skating, you left me at home so you could go to the strip club and then you took the strippers ice skating?美剧 · 《Bojack Horseman》
It helps, but everything is not "peachy." *Oh, if there was a problem, you can't solve it* *Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it* *Ice, Ice, baby* *Ice, Ice, baby* Oh, God, I feel ridiculous in this dress.美剧 · 《The Big Bang Theory》