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...a matter of many weeks now—diversified indeed by some long drives into the mountains behind us and a memorable sail to Genoa across the blue and purpl... ...ives into the mountains behind us and a memorable sail to Genoa across the blue and purple waters that drowned Shelley—since I began a laboured and fu... ...d set with houses of pine and ivory, the Gulf of Liguria gleaming sapphire blue, and cloud-like baseless mountains hanging in the sky, and I think of ... ...ivory, the Gulf of Liguria gleaming sapphire blue, and cloud-like baseless mountains hanging in the sky, and I think of lank and coaly steamships heav... ...and beyond that, pampas grass, yellow and crimson spikes of hollyhock, and blue suggestions of wonderland.) From the pool at the foot of this initial ... ...ed along on either side, crouching and gathering behind hedges, crest- ing ridges, occupying copses, rushing open spaces, fighting from house to house... ...sly and I had formed a very good working idea of this round globe with its mountains and wildernesses and forests and all the sorts and conditions of ...

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...cks deep in the Jungle, till they were as bare and as hot as the quivering blue boulders in the bed of the stream. The birds and the monkey-people wen... ...he wild elephant, who lives for a hundred years and more, saw a long, lean blue ridge of rock show dry in the very centre of the stream, he knew that ... ...ld elephant, who lives for a hundred years and more, saw a long, lean blue ridge of rock show dry in the very centre of the stream, he knew that he wa... ...hills, but it brought no rain—only heat—lightning that flickered along the ridges—and Hathi went on: “That was the voice he heard, and it said: ‘Is th... ... dispensaries and shows of agricultural implements, and published a yearly blue-book on the “Moral and Material Progress of the State,” and the Foreig... ...y’s climb—and came out on a line of snow-peaks that banded all the horizon—mountains from fifteen to twenty thousand feet high, looking almost near en... ...to darkness, trail- ing a shower of sparks behind. Then they could see the ridged and furrowed surface of the floe tipped and laced with strange colou... ...ck-ice, the gale and the currents were bring- ing down true bergs, sailing mountains of ice, snapped off from the Greenland side of the water or the n...

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...must pay the penalty, and it is better not to be very tall, to wear a long blue cloak, or to beat the air with your left hand. One afternoon in the be... ...y were inclined to think Mr. Ambrose awful; but the quickest witted cried “Bluebeard!” as he passed. In case they should proceed to tease his wife, Mr... ... they decided that he was grotesque merely, and four instead of one cried “Bluebeard!” in chorus. Although Mrs. Ambrose stood quite still, much longer... ...ent on to describe the white, hairless, blind monsters lying curled on the ridges of sand at the bottom of the sea, which would explode if you brought... ...y. The towns appeared to be very small in comparison with the great purple mountains behind them. “Honestly, though,” said Clarissa, having looked, “I... ...n his mind this work of his, the great factories at Hull which showed like mountains at night, the ships that crossed the ocean punctually, the scheme... ...ng sea-birds, and at intervals cypresses striped the hill with black bars. Mountains whose sides were flushed with red, but whose crowns were bald, ro... ...s. “Isn’t it like a water-colour too—you know the way water-colours dry in ridges all across the paper—I’ve been wondering what they looked like.” His...

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...still mysterious between the deep waters of two oceans. I OUT OF THE LEVEL BLUE of a shallow sea Carimata raises a lofty barrenness of grey and yellow... ...ated by a narrow strip of water, Suroeton, to the west, shows a curved and ridged outline resembling the backbone of a stooping giant. And to the east... ...eas. He wore a grey flannel shirt, and his white trou- sers were held by a blue silk scarf wound tightly round his narrow waist. He had come up only f... ...t very plain: “Strike on the gunwale. Strike hard, John!” and sud- denly a blue light blazed out, illuminating with a livid flame a round patch in the... ...he lightning played between her masts which were as high as the summits of mountains; a star burned low through the clouds above her. We knew it for a... ...sight of the owner’s wife, walked straight to the lamp that hung under the ridge pole of the awning, and after fumbling with it for a time went away f... ...ales; loaded with Lingard’s heavy frame she would climb sturdily the steep ridges, slide squat- ting into the hollows of the sea, or, now and then, ta...

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...s were the sailors, wild, haggard-looking fellows in Scotch caps and faded blue frocks; some of them with cheeks of a mottled bronze, to which sicknes... ...ut. While this was going on, someone removing my tappa cloak slipped on a blue frock in its place, and another, actuated by the same desire to make a... ... now setting over a waste of waters, had that very morning risen above the mountains and peered in upon me as I lay on my mat in Typee. Going below in... ...APPENED AT HYTYHOO LESS THAN FORTY-EIGHT HOURS after leaving Nukuheva, the blue, looming island of St. Christina greeted us from afar. Drawing near t... ...sh it from the surrounding groups. Two round and lofty promontories, whose mountains rise nine thousand feet above the level of the ocean, are con- ne... ..., and Pirohitee—the land radiates on all sides to the sea in sloping green ridges. Be- tween these are broad and shadowy valleys—in aspect, each a Tem... ... of green, from beach to mountain top; endlessly diversified with valleys, ridges, glens, and cascades. Over the ridges, here and there, the loftier p... ...hind it, and almost casting their shadows upon the deck, were the sleeping mountains, about whose hazy peaks the gray dawn was just breaking. The bree... ...le from the densely-wooded glens, frightful precipices, and sharp mountain ridges absolutely inaccessible, is but little known, even to the natives th...

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...orld indeed. The wind was fair; the sun mounted into a cloudless heaven; through great dark blue seas the ship cut a swath of curded foam. The horizon... ...den, and gave less heat than summer sunshine; and the shadows under the hedge were somewhat blue and misty. It was only in autumn that you could have ... ... me only for a moment as I followed the footpath. Wendover lay well down in the midst, with mountains of foliage about it. The great plain stretched a... ...mbiguous cloud-land over the horizon. The sky was an opal-grey, touched here and there with blue, and with certain faint russets that looked as if the... ... more delicate, and crowned and canopied with a purple haze of twigs. And then a long, bare ridge of tumbled boulders, with bright sand-breaks be- twe... ...drawn by six enormous horses before them on the road. The driver cried aloud and filled the mountains with the cracking of his whip. He never seemed t... ...on a Surrey heath makes a fine forest for the imagina- tion, and the dotted yew trees noble mountains. A Scottish moor with birches and firs grouped h...

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... a white bearded man leaning partly out of it, on his elbows. He was clad in a blue uniform, and I remember noting how trim and quiet he was. His quie... ... with no more than a shade of accent to it. There was mild protest in his pale blue eyes, and withal a timid frankness and manliness that quite won me... ... brogans encased my feet, and for trousers I was furnished with a pair of pale blue, washed out overalls, one leg of which was fully ten inches shorte... ...essimistic epigrams. And all the while, rolling, plunging, climbing the moving mountains and falling and wallowing in the foaming valleys, the schoone... ... other side of the island, with nothin’ before ’em but to walk home acrost the mountains on their weeny teeny little straw sandals which wouldn’t han... ...ling sails, the foaming wake, and the heave and the run of her over the liquid mountains that are moving with us in stately procession. The days and n... ...t, pressing the cabin floor with his toes in a clutching sort of way. Knots and ridges and mounds of muscles writhed and bunched under the skin. “Feel ...

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...nge “Young fingers idly roll The mimic earth or trace In picture bright of blue and gold Each other circling chase” —Keble CHAPTER I CHAPTER I CHAPTER... ...ilk gown with a little flounce at the bottom, a scarlet crape shawl with a blue dragon on it—his wings over her back, and a claw over each shoulder, s... ...he rest of him—and a very big yellow T uscan bonnet, trimmed with sailor’s blue ribbon. But during the week and about the house she wore a green gown,... ...pes of the coast-line of the land and the sea, and the rivers in them, and mountains, and the like. Look here!” And she made Lucy stand on a chair and... ... one bit of sea near it. It’s just one of the strings to the great knot of mountains that tie Europe up in the middle. Oh! what is a mountain like?” T... ...ght,” said the little girl, as the shadows mounted high on the tops of the mountains, leaving them only peaks of rosy light. “Now come to the chalet, ... ...d over the wall the gilded roof of a pagoda, like an umbrella, only all in ridge and furrow, and with a little bell at every spoke. Beyond, were beaut...

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...ed it. We were now on those great plains which stretch unbroken to the Rocky Mountains. The country was flat like Holland, but far from being dull. Al... ...orning, I was entirely renewed in spirits and ate a hearty breakfast of por- ridge, with sweet milk, and coffee and hot cakes, at Burlington upon the ... ...country than the other. All Sunday and Monday we travelled through these sad mountains, or 24 Across the Plains over the main ridge of the Rockies, w... ...ravelled through these sad mountains, or 24 Across the Plains over the main ridge of the Rockies, which is a fair match to them for misery of aspect.... ... Dean Swift; a kind of leering, human goat, leaping and wagging your scut on mountains of offence. I do my best to keep my head the other way, and loo... ... happily than I did. And thencefor- 37 Robert Louis Stevenson ward, down by Blue Canon, Alta, Dutch Flat, and all the old mining camps, through a sea... ... San Francisco; the bay was perfect – not a ripple, scarce a stain, upon its blue expanse; everything was waiting, breathless, for the sun. A spot of ... ...oard of the beach. The foam of these great ruins mounts in an instant to the ridge of the sand glacis, swiftly fleets back again, and is met and burie... ...of things concord in happy harmony. The artist may be idle and not fear the “blues.” He may dally with his life. Mirth, lyric mirth, and a viva- cious...

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...ering strains I do not predicate, ‘T is that I still retain my ‘buff and blue;’ My politics as yet are all to educate: Apostasy ‘s so fashio... ...cure. We ‘ll talk of that anon.—’T is sweet to hear At midnight on the blue and moonlit deep The song and oar of Adria’s gondolier, By dis... ... to our story: ‘T was in November, when fine days are few, And the far mountains wax a little hoary, And clap a white cape on their mantles bl... ...e far mountains wax a little hoary, And clap a white cape on their mantles blue; And the sea dashes round the promontory, And the loud breaker... ...verance. The land appear’d a high and rocky coast, And higher grew the mountains as they drew, Set by a current, toward it: they were lost ... ... And ‘t is, no doubt, a sight to see when breaks Bright Phoebus, while the mountains still are wet With mist, and every bird with him awakes, ... ...he Guide book’s privilege. The sun Had set some time, and night was on the ridge Of twilight, as the party cross’d the bridge,— That ‘s rather f...

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...rt distance below “a torrent of yellow mud rushed furiously athwart the calm blue current of the Mississippi, boiling and surging and sweeping in its ... ...ts frozen northern springs to the sultry borders of the Gulf; from the woody ridges of the Alleghanies to the bare peaks of the Rocky Mountains—a regi... ...ulf; from the woody ridges of the Alleghanies to the bare peaks of the Rocky Mountains—a region of savannas and forests, sun cracked deserts and grass... ...iece out of the moon and hurry the seasons; I shake my self and crumble the mountains! Contemplate me through leather—don’t use the naked eye! I’m th... ...heir heads. And every time the lightning come, there was that bar’l with the blue lights winking around it. We was always on the look out for it. But ... ... board!” “No,” says Big Bob, “less get out the paint pot and paint him a sky blue all over from head to heel, and then heave him over!” “Good, that ‘s... ...I. But I drank in his words hungrily, and with a faith that might have moved mountains if it had been ap plied judiciously. What was it to me that he... ...next she came surging to starboard, mounted the reef, and sent a long, angry ridge of water foaming away from her bows. “Now watch her; watch her like... ...but it was too late. The boat had ‘smelt’ the bar in good earnest; the foamy ridges that radiated from her bows suddenly disappeared, a great dead swe...

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...ut of a stiff brush. He grunted; he dragged his thick legs, in faded baby- blue pajamas, from under the khaki blanket; he sat on the edge of the cot, ... ...g.” “That’s so. Oh, Georgie, why couldn’t you wear the brown coat with the blue trousers we were wondering what we’d do with them?” “Good Lord! Did yo... ...ouses in Zenith. The walls were gray, the woodwork white, the rug a serene blue; and very much like ma- hogany was the furniture—the bureau with its g... ...s spacious lawns and landscaping, one of the notable sights crowning Royal Ridge, but merry and homelike despite its mighty stone walls and its vast r... ...polished granite. It was big—and Babbitt respected bigness in anything; in mountains, jewels, muscles, wealth, or words. He was, for a spring-enchante... ...ike was making love to Lucile McKelvey in her mauve drawing- room on Royal Ridge, after their return from a lecture by an eminent English novelist. Up... ...ative as homesickness. He had never seen Maine, yet he beheld the shrouded mountains, the tranquil lake of evening. “That boy Paul’s worth all these b... ...ns about locomotive horse-power, as their train climbed the Maine mountain-ridge and from the summit he looked down the shining way among the pines; t... ...tropic ferns, and across the lake it burned on the sturdy shoulders of the mountains. Over everything was a holy peace. Silent, they loafed on the edg...

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...d gray That waved and wept on Loch Achray, And mingled with the pine-trees blue On the bold cliffs of Benvenue. Fresh vigor with the hope returned, Wi... ...ough Cambusmore; What reins were tightened in despair, When rose Benledi’s ridge in air; Who flagged upon Bochastle’s heath, Who shunned to stem the f... ...danced, The wanderer’s eye could barely view The summer heaven’s delicious blue; So wondrous wild, the whole might seem The scenery of a fairy dream. ... ...gain appearing, T all rocks and tufted knolls their face Could on the dark-blue mirror trace; And farther as the Hunter strayed, Still broader sweep i... ..., And islands that, empurpled bright, Floated amid the livelier light, And mountains that like giants stand T o sentinel enchanted land. High on the s... ...So hastily Fitz-James shot past. He joined his guide, and wending down The ridges of the mountain brown, Across the stream they took their way That jo... ...The hill sinks down upon the deep. Here V ennachar in silver flows, There, ridge on ridge, Benledi rose; Ever the hollow path twined on, Beneath steep... ...rom noon till eve we fought with foe, As wild and as untamable As the rude mountains where they dwell; On both sides store of blood is lost, Nor much ... ...boyish plays, Our easy bliss, when each thing joy supplied; The woods, the mountains, and the warbling maze Of the wild books!” The Critical Review sa...

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... calm That Nature breathes among the hills and groves. When, having left his Mountains, to the Towers Of Cockermouth that beauteous River came, 290 Be... ...derer then In the high places, on the lonesome peaks 340 Where’er, among the mountains and the winds, The Mother Bird had built her lodge. Though mean... ...w amain, Shouldering the naked crag; Oh! at that time, While on the perilous ridge I hung alone, 350 With what strange utterance did the loud dry wind... ...nd embark’d. 385 The moon was up, the Lake was shining clear Among the hoary mountains; from the Shore I push’d, and struck the oars and struck again ... ...th his best skill, I fix’d a steady view 400 Upon the top of that same craggy ridge, The bound of the horizon, for behind Was nothing but the stars and... ... gone which once inscribed The threshold, and large golden characters On the blue frosted Signboard had usurp’d The place of the old Lion, in contempt... ...dings and groves, And walked along the fields, the level fields, With heaven’s blue concave reared above my head. 100 And now it was that through such c... ...0 I slowly mounted up a steep ascent Where the road’s wat’ry surface, to the ridge Of that sharp rising, glittered in the moon And seemed before my ey... ...thy of the deeper joy Which waits on distant prospect—cliff or sea, The dark blue vault and universe of stars. 385 Thus did I steal along that silent ...

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...hat separated it from the third division; and to the north, seen faint and blue through the haze and shimmer of the noon sun, a long file of telegraph... ...able parallels of the wire fence. And that was all; that and the burnt-out blue of the sky and the steady shimmer of the heat. The silence was infinit... ...urface of the country became rolling, and, suddenly, as he topped a higher ridge, Presley came upon the sheep. Already he had passed the larger part o... ...ed his life in the unknown, one could not tell where—in the desert, in the mountains, through- out all the vast and vague South-west, solitary, strang... ...aking three-cornered her round, white forehead; her wonderful eyes, violet blue, heavy lidded, with their as- tonishing upward slant toward the temple... ...ous as the growth of trees, natural as dew-fall, strong as the firm-seated mountains. At the time of his meeting with Angele, Vanamee was living on th... ...uld grasp it. “Yes, yes,” he exclaimed, “I can see it all. The desert, the mountains, all wild, primordial, untamed. How I should have loved to have b... ...ter the hold-up, a sheep-herder was found who had seen the highwayman on a ridge in the higher mountains, to the northeast of Taurusa. And that was ab...

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...r! See the white spume rush into darkness under that great cliff. And this blue vault, with the blinding sun pouring from the dome of it. It is your w... ...ep. But here? And who were those people, the distant crowd beyond the deep blue pil- lars? Boscastle? He poured out and partially drank another glass ... ... he had wrapped about himself, and saved himself by catching at one of the blue pillars. 19 H G Wells The passage ran down a cool vista of blue and p... ... saw people going to and fro along cables and along strange, frail-looking ridges. And thence they passed across the street and at a vast height above... ...ce. “Come on!” Graham reached the pitch of the roof by an effort. Over the ridge, following his guide’s example, he turned about and slid backward dow... ... great rivers, vast cities along the sea margin, cit- ies girdled by snowy mountains. Over a great part of the earth the English tongue was spoken; ta... ...iven the same sensations. He recognised the Council House and the Highgate Ridge. And then he looked straight down between his feet. For a moment phys...

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...d the paths of the sun ever keep their fixed place in the sky; and how the mountains rose, and how the resounding rivers with their nymphs came into b... ...elow and the snowy seat of Olympus are complete; and to her, when from the mountains she ascends the mighty heaven, Zeus himself, the son of Cronos, g... ...eyes glared on him, like to a lion struck by a javelin when hunters in the mountains are hemming him round, and, though pressed by the throng, he reek... ...ly son began a clear lay on his Bistonian lyre; how once beneath the rocky ridge of Parnassus he slew with his bow the monster Delphyne, he, still you... ...a, in shame left the spot and those haunts, and came to the long Pelasgian ridges, where by her union with the transfigured deity she brought forth hu... ...ss, he met me on his return from the chase; and all the mountains and long ridged peaks were sprinkled with snow, and from them the torrents rolling d... ...each double seams run in a circle; but the stitches are hidden, and a dark blue spiral overlays them all. But if thou shouldst cast it with thy hands,... ... She spake, and darting down from the sky fell amid the eddies of the dark blue sea; and she called to aid her the rest of the Nereids, her own sister...

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... brother Sleep! One pale as yonder wan and horned moon, With lips of lurid blue, The other glowing like the vital morn, ... ... lids, whose texture fine _40 Scarce hides the dark blue orbs that burn below With unapparent fire, The baby Sleep is pillowed:... ... car moved on; The night was fair, innumerable stars Studded heaven’s dark blue vault; _120 The eastern wave grew p... ...orning rise, Whilst still no land to greet the wanderer spread Its shadowy mountains on the sunbright sea, Where the loud roarings of the tempest-wave... ... _140 And Persia, and the wild Carmanian waste, And o’er the aerial mountains which pour down Indus and Oxus from their icy caves, In joy and e... ...ious paradise, O Sleep? Does the bright arch of rainbow clouds And pendent mountains seen in the calm lake, Lead only to a black and watery depth, ... ... _320 With fierce gusts and precipitating force, Through the white ridges of the chafed sea. The waves arose. Higher and higher still Their fi... ...f the ascending stream, With dizzy swiftness, round, and round, and round, Ridge after ridge the straining boat arose, Till on the verge of the extrem...

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...beautiful and perfect flower. THE DEATH OF WINTER When April with her wild blue eye Comes dancing over the grass, And all the crimson buds so shy Peep... ... treasures it brings down at eve. THE POETRY OF WORDSWORTH A breath of the mountains, fresh born in the regions majestic, That look with their eye-dar... ..., the little harebell leans On the spire-grass that it queens, With bonnet blue; T rusting love instils Love and subject reverence true; Learn what lo... ...s streaming train. Now, whirring like an eagle’s wing Preparing for a wide blue flight; Now, flapping like a sail that tacks And chides the wet bewild... ... now beneath the rising sun, Whose shining chariot overpeers The irradiate ridge, while fetlock deep In the rich soil his coursers plunge - How grand ... ... for bread and hunger more. And now the surface of their rolling backs Was ridged with foam-topt furrows, rising high And dashing wildly, like to fier... ...ching screen, T o lie in peace half-murmuring words of thanks! T o see the mountains on each other climb, With spaces for rich meadows flowery bright;... ...rozen glow Spread over endless fields of sheeted snow; And white untrodden mountains shining cold, And muffled footpaths winding thro’ the wold, O’er ... ...a boat at sea Tipped sideways by the wave (their clothing slid From either ridge unequally), Lean, swift and voluble, bestrid A starting-point, unfroc...

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...amped two generations ago, a girl stood in relief against the corn- flower blue of Northern sky. She saw no Indians now; she saw flour-mills and the b... ...who, with calves bulging in heavy-ribbed woolen stockings beneath decorous blue serge bloomers, thuddingly gal- loped across the floor of the “gym” in... ...but beneficent and bright-eyed crea- tures—the tam htab, who is woolly and blue and lives in the bathroom, and runs rapidly to warm small feet; the fe... ...ere on their way to Gopher Prairie after a wedding journey in the Colorado mountains. The hordes of the way-train were not altogether new to Carol. Sh... ... crimson wheat-elevator on the other. The elevator, with its cupola on the ridge of a shingled roof, resembled a broad-shouldered man with a small, vi... ...the photographs. A mile from Gopher Prairie the track mounts a curving low ridge, and she could see the town as a whole. With a passionate jerk she pu... ...the summons. She glanced through the bay-window. Snow was sifting over the ridge of the Howland house like sprays of water from a hose. The wide yards... ...t one picture—a magazine color-plate of a steep-roofed village in the Harz Mountains which sug- gested kobolds and maidens with golden hair. Bjornstam... ...d enlargement” of Mr. Dawson, its bulbous lamp painted with sepia cows and mountains and standing on a mortu- ary marble column. She creaked, “O Mrs. ...