There I found a seat of some yellow metal that I did not recognize, corroded in places with a kind of pinkish rust and half smothered in soft
moss, the arm-rests cast and filed into the resemblance of griffins' heads.
At length it was done; and the fair flowers lay glowing in the soft starlight, while beside them stood the Fairies, singing to the music of the wind-harps:--
Thus went Violet through the clear air, and the earth looked smiling up to her, as, with the bright wreath folded in her arms, she flew among the soft, white clouds.
Then he spread the ferns and grasses upon the ground in a soft
flat bed, and above it leaned many branches together so that they met a few feet over its center.
The man heard the soft
scraping of the body as it passed over the top of the palisade, and then silence.
Every one was a little affected - the soft
throbbing of the violins upon the balcony was almost a relief.
I pursued her from tree to tree, and ever she eluded me, peeping back at me with kindly eyes, making soft
sounds, and dancing and leaping and teetering before me just out of reach.
O Brown Holland you are but a coarse and cheap fabric, yet how soft
and priceless you look when clothing the figure of Alicia!
From time to time she looks out into the garden, and sees the white-robed figure of a young girl pacing slowly to and fro in the soft
brightness of the moonlight on the lawn.
She was clad in flowing, fluffy robes of soft
material that reminded Dorothy of woven cobwebs, only it was colored in soft
tintings of violet, rose, topaz, olive, azure, and white, mingled together most harmoniously in stripes which melted one into the other with soft
The next time you touch a Nettle, grasp it boldly, and it will be soft
as silk to your hand, and not in the least hurt you.
There the moist breath of the western wind wafted her over the waves of the loud-moaning sea in soft
foam, and there the gold-filleted Hours welcomed her joyously.
There was no soft
blending, or kind obscurity, or elusive mistiness in that searching glitter.
Now runneth she foolishly in the arid wilderness, and seeketh and seeketh the soft
sward--mine old, wild wisdom!
She stood before him for a moment in silence, as though not unwilling that he should appreciate the soft
splendour of her toilette.