When Circe strikes you with her wand, draw your sword and spring upon her as though you were going to kill her.
When she had given it me, and I had drunk it without its charming me, she struck me with her wand.
When the King saw how pale and sad the gentle face had grown, how thin her robe, and weak her wings, and yet how lovingly the golden shadows fell around her and brightened as they lay upon the wand, which, guided by patient love, had made his once desolate home so bright, he could not be cruel to the one who had done so much for him, and in kindly tone he said,--
All who will aid our brave little messenger, lift your wands, that we may know who will place their trust in the Power of Love.
With a shriek she sprang in and touched a tall warrior with her forked wand
We shall hear anon," said Johnston quietly, and presently a young archer came running to say that the arrow had fallen twenty paces beyond the fourth wand.
A line was measured down the valley, and Johnston, drawing an arrow to the very head, sent it whistling over the row of wands.
His despair at being so late bewildered him so entirely that he appeared in his natural form and attempted to sprinkle some black liquid over the bride and bridegroom, which was intended to kill them, but the Fairy stretched out her wand
and the liquid dropped on the Magician himself.
By the time the spot was reached she has recovered her equanimity, and tapped her neighbour with her wand
and talked as usual.
As soon as the maid opened the door Ozma, bearing in her hand her ivory wand
, stepped into the hall and made her way at once to the drawing-room, followed by all her company, except the Lion and the Tiger.
And now the Slayer of Argus with the golden wand
has caught me up from the dance of huntress Artemis, her with the golden arrows.
His body was reaching eagerly forward, his hand stretched out like a wand
, and at brief sudden intervals he continued his cries.
Murea, the sister isle, comes into view in rocky splendour, rising from the desert sea mysteriously, like the unsubstantial fabric of a magic wand
He went in again, wondering; the sound was so peculiar that the moment he heard it it called up the image of the willow wand striking the door.
By the time the red sunlight shone on the brass nails that formed the initials on the lid of the coffin, any lingering foreboding from the sound of the willow wand was merged in satisfaction that the work was done and the promise redeemed.