I gazed long at the weather-worn block; and, stooping down, perceived a hole near the bottom still full of snail-shells and pebbles, which we were fond of storing there with more perishable things; and, as fresh as reality, it appeared that I beheld my early playmate seated on the withered
turf: his dark, square head bent forward, and his little hand scooping out the earth with a piece of slate.
She saw his white, withered
hands, saw them suddenly against the black background of the shrubbery, raised and wrung above his head.
His yellow rags of shirt lay open at the throat, and showed his body to be withered
Always a delicate creature, whom a breath might have withered
,' said the Ghost.
The blossom is blighted, the leaf is withered
, the god of day goes down upon the dreary scene, and - and in short you are for ever floored.
I saw that the bride within the bridal dress had withered
like the dress, and like the flowers, and had no brightness left but the brightness of her sunken eyes.
The prominent eyes that used to look trusting and dreamy, now looked as if they had been made to see only one kind of thing that was very small, like tiny grain, for which they hunted everywhere: and he was so withered
and yellow, that, though he was not yet forty, the children always called him "Old Master Marner".
There sat the bones of a man, and the black skin had withered
on his bones, holding them together, and making him awful to see.
Shrubs are gone, Withered
the grass; all chill as the white rime Of early morn.
But while I am alive and have desires I would rather my hand were withered
off than bring one brick to such a building
I have my locks to curl, and my robe to prepare for the evening; therefore I must be gone, or I shall be brown as a withered
leaf in this warm light.
But by what perversity of taste had the artist represented his principal figure as so wrinkled and decayed, while yet he had decked her out in the brightest splendor of attire, as if the loveliest maiden had suddenly withered
into age, and become a moral to the beautiful around her
The West is the fitting tomb for all the sorrow and the sighing, all the errors and the follies of the Past: for all its withered
Hopes and all its buried Loves
Their bed of withered
oak leaves was strewn upon the small level space, at the foot of a rock, situated near the summit of one of the gentle swells by which the face of the country is there diversified.
Round his neck is a chain of pale green jade, and his hands are like withered