Then, I stopped, and held the light high; and reason enough I had to be thankful that I did so; for there, not three paces forward, the path vanished, and, in place, showed a hollow blackness, that sent sudden fear through me.

The girl on whom he had so often inflicted punishment, haunted his dying hours; and when at length the king of terrors approached, he shrieked in utter agony of spirit, "Oh, the blackness of darkness, the black imps, I can see them all around metake them away!"

That ties my hand, and turns from thee that rage Another way, thy blood should else assuage: The storm on our proud foes shall higher rise, And, changing, gather blackness as it flies: So, when winds turn, the wandering waves obey, And all the tempest rolls another way.

For a time he hung over the balusters, listening and trying to pierce the blackness below; then slowly, step by step, he made his way downstairs, and, holding the candle above his head, peered about him.

After a time, I looked to right and left, and saw the intolerable blackness of the night, pierced by remote gleams of fire.

I pulled up the blinds and examined the fastenings of the several windows before closing the shutters, leant forward and looked up the blackness of the wide chimney, and tapped the dark oak panelling for any secret opening.

He would never quite forget them, and always there would stand out certain memories from among the rest, like fires cutting the blackness of night.

She ridiculed the sobriety of Ferragut, who was diluting with water the reddish blackness of the Italian wine.

There was a grim hint about the whole street of secret meetings, and of unavowable deeds done under cover of isolation and of darkness, whilst the great crooked mouth of the archway disclosing the blackness and gloom of the passage beyond, suggested the lair of human wild beasts who only went about in the night.

The curtain rises on a darkened stage, through whose blackness you presently discover, twinkling far below, as if you were looking down from an aeroplane, the lights of Paris, the silver thread of the Seine and its bridges.

For a time, fear held me, and I prayed, wildly and incoherently, for some ray of light with which to dispel the cold blackness that enveloped the world.

Kurt could see the road, a broad, pale belt, dividing the blackness on either side; and he urged the colt to a run.

Off to the left he saw the street lamps of West Pittston, dotting the blackness here and there like dim, round stars; and between them and him the dark water of the river reflected the few lights that shone on it.

It was as if she had drunk the blackness of night, and it ran in her veins.

At midnight the fire, like an evil thing, drew him back, and he encountered only a steamy blackness lit by the search-light of the engine.

No lightning flash filled the wall-like blackness slowly creeping over the earth from the west.

He was about to speak when the front door opened quietly, framing the blackness of the court.

And still with wild and tender art Your child-love touched my torpid heart, Gilding the blackness where it fell, Like sunlight over hell.

Blinding snow mixed with the spray gave the inky blackness of the night a weird and sombre appearance.

It made her think of one of those overwhelming veldt fires, consuming everything in its path, leaving behind it the blackness of desolation.

And being deep it was dark, let alone the blackness of the ashes and mud that formed the bottom.

His last intelligible vision was Mukoki piling logs upon the fire, while the flames shot up a dozen feet into the air, illumining to his drowsy eyes for an instant a wild chaos of rock, beyond which lay the mysterious and impenetrable blackness of the wilderness.

It was not gay, and it was far from gay climbing the long hill, with the feeble rays of that one lamp to light the blackness.

The outward aspect of the place was formless; it grew to be no more than a mound in time; the charred timbers, one or two still standing, lean and naked against the sky, lost their blackness and faded to a silvery gray.

Right to the ominous clump of trees they came as though they loved their blackness, passed through within a yard or two of the postman and squatted down on their haunches in a ring in the hollow behind the trees.