artist-hand

Updated: July 12, 2026

There were lights like jewels in its latticed windows; the dark fulness of the trees, disposed by an artist-hand, enwrapped or fell away from it as the eye required; and on the dazzling lawns, crossed by soft bands of shadow, scattered forms moved up and down women in trailing dresses, and black-coated men.

Mrs. Humphry Ward - Sir George Tressady — Volume I