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Updated: May 2, 2025
He turned his head slowly toward her, and now his eyes hollowed and rimmed with purple looked straight into hers. "My beloved," he said, "I knew that you would come." His arms closed round her.
The gray line remained, though growing more distinct, while above it a band of faint pink rimmed the east as far as she could see. Nan drew her kimono about her shoulders and shivered ecstatically. This was the wonderful thing that she had awakened with in her mind. Sunrise!
With such a sunset already waned, and the valley of unrest fifteen stories below popping out into electric signs and the red danger-lanterns of streets constantly in the remaking, Mrs. Harry Ross, from the corner window of her seventeen, looked down on it from under lids that were rimmed in red.
I might have a chance of getting work at some naturalist's shop. I will get a directory and take down all the addresses in London, and then go around." He now became conscious of a conversation going on between a little old man with a pair of thick horn rimmed spectacles and a sailor who had a dead parrot and a cat in his hand. "I really cannot undertake them," the old man said.
From the piazza of the Waumbeck House a quiet, pleasant, home-like little hotel in Jefferson, and the only one, so far as I know, that has had the grace to take to itself one of the old Indian names in which the region abounds, Waumbeck, Waumbeck-Methna, Mountains of Snowy-Foreheads a very panorama of magnificence unfolds itself. The whole horizon is rimmed with mountain-ranges.
For in their interflowing aggregate, those grand fresh-water seas of ours, Erie, and Ontario, and Huron, and Superior, and Michigan, possess an ocean-like expansiveness, with many of the ocean's noblest traits; with many of its rimmed varieties of races and of climes.
He reached it, drank, dipped his head and hands in it, and arose refreshed. The dry, wholesome breath that blew over this flat disk around him, rimmed with stars, did the rest. He began to saunter slowly back, the only reminiscence of his evening's potations being the figure he recalled of his pretty hostess, with bare arms and lifted glasses, imitating the barkeeper.
The spread of the wings grew broader; the motor was making a circle of light as large as a man's hat-box, and the aviator was the size of some enormous insect when three or four sharp reports were audible from the church tower. Still the plane came on intact over the spire. The sharpshooters had only rimmed the target, without injury to braces or engine.
His voice trembled when he answered: "Lady, I feel glorified, satisfied and nigh about petrified. Look at that!" Below lay Shoji, its shimmering waters rimmed with velvety green. Every raindrop on the pines was a prism; the mountain a brocade of blossom.
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