I was in no mood to reply, and clambering up the hot rocks, with little glancing lizards and beetles rushing away at every step, we soon stood gazing in at the gloomy chamber, our eyes, unaccustomed to the gloom, penetrating but a few yards at a time, so that had there been a host of enemies within, they would have been unseen.
— from The Golden Magnet by George Manville Fenn

At first small and timid, they are now growing larger and bolder; running about and over us in the tents during the night.
— from The Last Cruise of the Saginaw by George H. (George Henry) Read

His skin was pale, his eyes bright and his clothes he trimmed most curiously with bits of gaudy lace and bright ribbons and glass toys.
— from Tales from Dickens by Charles Dickens

For it does seem as if, right at the end of the road, I saw, as in a vision, the sun; trees with great leaves and blossoms red and white; and a little fairy child, in white, with flowers in her hair, standing on a boulder, in a river, beckoning mysteriously to her brothers, who do not understand.
— from The Later Life by Louis Couperus

Fine weather means to him usually little more than the comfort of dry clothes, his full watch below, and perhaps not quite such hard work; while bad weather means sodden garments, little and broken rest, and—unless the ship be snugged down and hove-to—incessant strenuous work.
— from Dick Leslie's Luck: A Story of Shipwreck and Adventure by Harry Collingwood

Paul, however, threatens such sins with the wrath of God, lest anyone become remiss and indolent, imagining the kingdom of Christ a kingdom to tolerate with impunity such offenses.
— from Epistle Sermons, Vol. 2: Epiphany, Easter and Pentecost by Martin Luther

As for th' wind, if you lay down flat and squint toward th' west, you can see it blowin' along near th' ground, like a big ribbon; an' sometimes it's th' color of air, an' sometimes it's silver an' gold, an' sometimes, when a storm is comin', it's purple.”
— from The Shape of Fear by Elia Wilkinson Peattie