The lower ranges seem as though painted, in films of airiest and palest azure, upon china; and then comes the broad, green champaign, flecked with villages and farms.
For these are arms indeed that erst thy kinsmen Eryx bore: Lo, ye may see them even now flecked with the blood and brain.
She followed him with her eyes, those beautiful sun-flecked eyes shadowed with the stirring of memory; but she made no move to detain him.
She did not know why the lovely sun-flecked eyes held shadows, she only saw that the shadows were there, and felt drawn towards their owner in consequence.
She was tall and dark and splendid, with large brown eyes flecked with a lighter shade as though they held imprisoned sunbeams in their pellucid depths.
Her father accompanied her, pointed her to the seam of yellow-flecked coal, the shale and the bind, the direction of the trend.
The cab stopped at a yellow house at the corner of a square where some shabby bare trees were flecked with bits of blown paper, bits of paper and refuse cluttered inside the round railings of each tree.
Robinson's arms raced ahead on the autobahn, raced the tank, very white, flecked with sand.
She looked abroad upon the sun-shining waters flecked with far, white boats and smudged with steamer-smoke.
Brass instruments lay on the table, and from them the sun fleckedlittle high-lights against the clean, white paint of the cabin.
The sun through the arching elms flecked his white hair with moving bits of light; it narrowed the keen, earnest eyes of blue.
The air was warm and balmy, for the time of the southern winter was past, and on this September day not even the lightest of feathery clouds flecked the sky above the sunny plains of British Kaffraria.
He had ridden fast and furious, his horse was flecked with foam and straining on his last burst of speed.
Yes, the storms in the mountains had swollen it, and it rolled towards the sea a red flood of foam-flecked water, well-nigh two hundred yards from bank to bank.
And straight the Sun was flecked with bars, (Heaven's Mother send us grace!
The sea turned a peculiar light green and was flecked with whitecaps.
Below them they could see birds circling above the swiftly racing waters flecked with white foam.
Beyond glinted the blue of the sea fleckedwith sails and with here and there a steamer's smoke smudging the horizon.
In the morning the same azure sky is “flecked with blushes and gattled with fire.
Did He read of the fish swallowing Jonah, He could look out upon the heaving bosom of the Mediterranean, flecked with white-winged ships, some of them no doubt bound for Tarshish.
Even while they had been speaking the wind had increased, churning the sea into foam-flecked billows that swirled and broke only to gather anew.
That it should reach Valmy in its last extremity, foam-flecked and caked with sweat, would appeal to the King's sick suspicions.
With every sentence her voice hardened; spots of colour flecked the pallor of her cheeks, grew and deepened.
To the west the mountains parted and the vision dropped to miles of browning mesa, flecked with ranchers' squares of irrigated green.
The atmosphere is transparent and clear, refreshed as it were by a recent shower, and the sky is flecked by white clouds.
Unhampered by anything save the need for self-expression, she expressed the joyousness of a London morning as her feet took the paving-stones all dappled and flecked with shadows of the tall plane tree at the end of Hagworth Street.
Beyond the brink was a swirl of broken water--a spent breaker, crashing in, streaked with irresistible current and flecked with hissing fragments.
Avenge the patriotic gore That flecked the streets of Baltimore, And be the battle-queen of yore, Maryland, my Maryland!
A half mile {312} from the eastern border of Chattanooga is a long swell of land, sparsely sprinkled with houses, flecked thickly with tents, and checkered with two or three graveyards.
The glimpses that come to us at this moment from the overshadowed future are too bright to be flecked with such dark presentiments; I cannot believe them.
Ample justice was done to Aunt Katie's skill amid jests and laughter while the gloomy clouds that had flecked each heart were forgotten.
I confess that my memory was still lingering upon De Croix, and my eyes turned often enough along our foam-flecked wake in vague wonderment at his fate.
