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The shell canopy, as in other panels where it is used throughout the Exposition, is in cerulean blue, the wall space beneath it is a deep pink, while the door is the customary green. The landscape planting along the entire wall is superb. Against the ivory-tinted background, various species of evergreens are grouped with consummate skill. Palace of Mines A Lamp Niche in the Court
It was useless to read; useless to try to admire the varying shades of blue on the sea, tones of green, and tones of deep cerulean, deepening and deepening, as her eye drifted off toward the horizon, like the blendings of a chromatic series. And so Cornelia passed the morning in a mood of joyful discontent.
For there the Grecian tribes appear, Fast pouring in from far and near; On close-packed benches sit they there, The stage the weight can scarcely bear. Like ocean-billows' hollow roar, The teaming crowds of living man Toward the cerulean heavens upsoar, In bow of ever-widening span. Who knows the nation, who the name, Of all who there together came?
Don Mario rolled his eyes toward the high ceiling, which, like the sky, was tinted a vivid cerulean blue. "She personifies every virtue; she is delectable." He pursed his wet lips, daintily picked a kiss from between them with his thumb and finger, and snapped it into the air.
Hedge, who knew Emerson well, has spoken to me of his extraordinary gift, and no reader of "English Traits" can have failed to mark the formidable penetration of the intellect which looked through those calm cerulean eyes. Noscitur a sociis is as applicable to the books a man most affects as well as to the companions he chooses. It is with the kings of thought that Emerson most associates.
For from Greely Square to Eighth Street, from the cork room of Koster & Bial's to the purlieus of old Clinton Place, all the "off color" men and women of New York's "fly" circles knew and feared the steady eyes gleaming through the cerulean lenses. "He's a deep one, the Professor," grunted the Hanoverian barkeeper. "Vat a lot 'e knows!"
Meantime, Thurston began to find the view of the snow-clad Olympians grow monotonous. It is true that every pinnacle was silhouetted, a spire of unsullied whiteness, against softest azure. The peaks towered, a sight to entrance the vision ethereally majestic above a cerulean sea but Geoffrey had seen rather too much snow unpleasantly close at hand within the last few months.
"Well, it ain't wise to be cramped. Maybe you wouldn't get your growth if you were." He cast a glance toward the short, thick-set figure behind him. "I say, Mr. Burns," burst out Walter, "are you terribly busy? I've got something I want to show you." "What is it?" demanded the man, halting and holding suspended in his hand a cerulean blue egg case.
The water was of a soft green tint, that shaded off here and there into dark cerulean. The wind was blowing in cool puffs out of the north. A long, slow swell made the stately triremes rock gracefully.
High walls, seventy feet in height, suggest eighteenth century California missions. Green domes on corners, Byzantine, inspired by mosques of Constantinople. Coloring of flags, cerulean blue, pastel red, and burnt orange. Windows in corners, mosque design. Little hexagonal kiosks at corners below domes, Moorish. Central portal, after portal of Santa Cruz Hospital, in Toledo, Spain.
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