Straight below was the sheer wall of the precipice, with hardly a rift for five hundred feet.
They had marked the spot carefully in memory by its distance from a certain stunted pine growing above it and a rift in the precipice to one side.
Tennyson, Idylls of the King: Merlin and Vivien: "It is the little rift within the lute That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all.
There's a rift in the poplars through which you can see a very bright star--Sirius, I believe.
He had no Federalist clients; that riftwidened and deepened.
Now I saw the rift between us, and that it would widen, and I threw no futile bridges.
Arvalan was dropped into an ice-rift of perpetual snow.
Now they roll over and over on the rock, and the gloom gathers fast about them till presently Eric sees that they draw near to the brink of that mighty rift down which the severed head of the cave-dweller has foretold his fall.
Skallagrim went to the edge of the rift and searched the plain with his hawk eyes.
A thick cloud was coming up from the north-west, and the ragged tentacles which it threw out in front of it were drifting across the face of the moon, which only shone now and again through a rift in the wrack.
As far as the eye can reach on every side there is one wide expanse of spotless white, only broken by an occasional rift or the dark shadow of a hummock.
In the centre of this rift I perceived a white spot, but could not, at first, distinguish what it was.
At last, when his sufferings from the heat were growing unbearable, and his head swam with the giddy sensation which supervened, the rift appeared to close in about fifty yards further on.
Run him farder away," cried Wriggs, and he shuffled himself then to Panton just as therift opened widely.
The little riftwithin the lover's lute Or little pitted speck in garnered fruit, That rotting inward slowly moulders all.
It is the little riftwithin the lute, That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all.
Finally, however, there came a rift in the cloud of my despair.
The word passed on from house to house until all in the village came out and looked upward, seeking for the blue rift in the sky.
The ice king had not at all lost his grip upon his own floes, but southward was a vast rift in the ice pack.
The snow is falling in wild gusts, but through a rift in the clouds the moon looks down upon the peaceful town.
This is a little riftinto the prima-donna's viewpoint.
Rebekka intuitively discerns this little rift in the armour of Kroll, and flatters the worthy teacher, flatters his wife until she smuggles herself beneath the Kroll roof-tree.
Perhaps this was the first little rift in the domestic lute.
The general impression of the book causes us to believe there is a rift in the writer's lute; not in his mentality, but in his own beliefs, or scepticisms.
His knife cut a long rift in the canvas, and in a moment they stood upon the rocks.
It was cold and nerveless, and clasping it in his he applied his gaze to the rift above the stone.
Instead, he slipped into a rift in the rocks along the river-bank.
As he was finally dragged through the rift in the rocks, his first feeling was one of gratification to perceive that no one man could so handle him.
The full dark clouds parted, and through the rift appeared a reach of clear dark sky.
As he spoke, a ray of sunset light, darting through a rift in the watery sky, fell on a gleaming white sail some distance out at sea.
Meantime a few white cloudlets drifted across the rift of blue above, and a cool breadth of shadow darkened the pine on the great rocks.
Never had brightness and warmth so rejoiced me as they did after the cold damp horror of that passage through the dark rift in the earth.
But at last comes a lull in the turbulent war, And black in the midst of white foam A yawning rift gapes in the center, that far Leads downwards to bottomless gloom; And lo!
Now the rift was growing; it was crannying the house and announcing approaching downfall.
It was a miserable business, and it proved to be the last rift necessary to the utter breakup of his fortune.
It is the littlerift within the lute, That soon will leave the Girton lecturer mute; And, slowly emptying, silence Newnham Hall.
The littlerift in academic lute, The speck of discontent in hard-earned fruit, That, eating inwards, turns it into gall.
