Its garments, too, glistened so much the brighter with an illusory magnificence.
Mother Rigby stood at the threshold, well pleased to see how the sunbeams glistened on him, as if all his magnificence were real, and how diligently and lovingly he smoked his pipe, and how handsomely he walked, in spite of a little stiffness of his legs.
They pinched and saved so that I should have enough to live on, and when my first picture was exhibited they came to Amsterdam to see it, my father and mother and my sister, and my mother cried when she looked at it." His kind eyes glistened
. "And now on every wall of the old house there is one of my pictures in a beautiful gold frame."
The earth in the kitchen garden looked wet and black and glistened
like poppy seed and at a short distance merged into the dull, moist veil of mist.
I would paint her the life and joy of the fire-side circle and the lively summer group; I would follow her through the sultry fields at noon, and hear the low tones of her sweet voice in the moonlit evening walk; I would watch her in all her goodness and charity abroad, and the smiling untiring discharge of domestic duties at home; I would paint her and her dead sister's child happy in their love for one another, and passing whole hours together in picturing the friends whom they had so sadly lost; I would summon before me, once again, those joyous little faces that clustered round her knee, and listen to their merry prattle; I would recall the tones of that clear laugh, and conjure up the sympathising tear that glistened
in the soft blue eye.
The edges of his teeth that were tipped with gold glistened in the light.
His eyes began to glisten and his forefinger to tremble.
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