Bleak as those ugly things that grow in the sand! ALLIE MAYO: (under her breath, as one who speaks tenderly of beauty) Ugly! MRS PATRICK: (passionately) I have known life.

" Not a creature there, as Nicholas had foretolda place built wilfully on the most exposed point possible, bleak beyond belief.

WINTER Cold and raw the north wind doth blow, Bleak in the morning early; All the hills are covered with snow, And winter's now come fairly.

October dusk was bleak on the St. Lawrence, an east wind feeling along the river's surface and rocking the vessels of Sir William Phips on tawny rollers.

It was blowing hard, the stormy wind striking chill and bleak through the bending pines; it was raining in torrents; it was 5 P.M., and we were still some six miles from the haven where we would be; so, after a short and utterly ineffectual attempt to get the carriage past the obstacle, Jane

Nearer, a schooner with its sails down stood black as ebony between two bars of light drawn across the water, which lay dull and bleak towards the shore.

Between Galway Bay and the wide estuary of the Shannon spread the moorlands of Clare, bleak under Atlantic gales, with never a tree for miles inward from the sea.

And when winter fell And o'er Strathpeffer laid its barren spell When days were bleak with storm, and nights were drear And dark and lonesome, well they loved to hear The songs of Ossian, peerless and sublime Their blind, grey bard, grown old before his time, Lamenting for his sonthe young, the brave Oscar, who fell beside the western wave In Gavra's bloody and unequal fight.