Jack darted through the screen of branches, but he could not distinguish the figures, for it was growing every instant dimmer twilight.

I enjoy their companionship now in the quietude of my home, and their memory brightens even the sweet twilight of the evening hours.

There were still no clouds to be seen anywhere, no visible signs of an approaching storm; but the thick veil of yellowish vapor was fast drawing an unnatural twilight over the noonday.

I have seen twilights that these men of paint would botch on canvas.

Yet, since 'tis she, and she so much above thee, wherefore would ye leave the tender twilight of these forests?" Quoth Beltane, sighing: "My father, I tell thee these woods be full of love and her.

[Exit] FAUST (gazing round) Welcome sweet twilight, calm and blest, That in this hallow'd precinct reigns!

Every day brings twilight, but no twilight brings To my ear that music on its quiet wings.

Yet it was a very nice little parlour when one got down to it, and it enjoyed winter and summer a perpetual twilight, since the light that crept through the leaded casement was tempered by a screen of flowerpots, which were old Barlow's particular care.

I spent the beautiful twilights at home.

They were giving their little emotions play, as secure in the warm still twilight as any lovers could be.

She settled on the outskirts of a city and half her life was spent under a canopy of smoke, whilst in the other half she courted morning and evening twilights.

Our life is like that: we rise for an instant into the light of life, we fall again beneath the waves; but all the while the soul pursues her real track unseen and unsuspected, as the gliding sea-beast cuts the green ocean twilight, or wanders among rocks and hidden slopes fringed with the branching ribbons, the delicate tangles of brine-fed groves.

Lady Kirkbank admired the tout ensemble in the fitful light of the fire, the dim grey of deepening twilight.

"A bully bit of colour," would be his craftsmanlike way of describing a twilight full of sibylline suggestiveness to the literary mind.

the Countess said; "let us have lights, since I can no longer endure this overpopulous twilight."

They made them cool and dark because of the heat and glare of this climate, with wide porticoes, overhanging eaves that shut out the sunshine and make the interior one great refreshing shadow, tempting the warm and weary to enter the cool twilight, for all the light they have is filtered through screens made of great sheets of fine-grained marble, perforated with tracery and foliage designs as delicate as Brussels lace.

10 Gentlier now falls the twilight, With the slim moon in the pear-trees; And the green frogs in the meadows Blow on shrill pipes to awaken Thee, Lityerses.

It is all too much in the future, too practical and commonplace altogether to fit such a twilight as this," she said, with a touch of petulance.

Again there was silence, which seemed even deeper after the bronze thunders; the cooing of the pigeons could again be heard, and, down in the garden, the twittering of the birds, warmed by the sun's rays that began to gild its cool twilight.

Then, one twilight, when my lord had been back from the hunt three days, and when there had been deep wassailing in the hall, and my lady had kept to her chamber the whole timeone twilight I stumbled over a dead man at the foot of the little-used stair to my lady's tower and, dragging the body to the light, found it to be Jaufré that had been aforetime esquire to Renaud.

The sun was not quite down, but the jungle was filling with shadows, and, once the sun got below the horizon, night would close down on us with the tropical swiftness that knows no twilight, and the day would go out like a candle under a snuffer.

'I like the twilight,' said he.

Just at the crest of the rise, where the pale strip of road met the twilight of the sky, the full moon hung, a golden disc scarcely more luminous than the sky around it.

Won from her woof, embellishing the skies, Descending Pallas soothes her votry's sighs; Where, 'mid the twilight of o'er-arching groves, By waking visions led, th' enthusiast roves, Like summer suns, by showery clouds conceal'd, With sudden blaze the goddess shines reveal'd; Behold, she cries, in thy distinguish'd cause, I challenge Jove's inexorable laws!

Won from her woof, embellishing the skies, Descending, Pallas soothes her vot'ry's sighs, Where, 'midst the twilight of o'er-arching groves, By waking visions led, th' enthusiast roves; Like summer suns, by showery clouds conceal'd, With sudden blaze the goddess shines reveal'd: Behold, she cries, in thy distinguished cause I challenge Jove's inexorable laws!