From each of the great tower pinnacles two ogee-shaped flying buttresses spring to the near angles of the octagon.

The psychic world is the final world, though its towers and pinnacles no eye hath seen.

There lies a city in the Volscian Hills, fair and beautiful, climbing in its peaks and pinnacles up little ledges of the rocks, and down into the depths of the valleys.

From each of the great tower pinnacles two ogee-shaped flying buttresses spring to the near angles of the octagon.