At these words all men shouted again; but Atli the Earl sprang from the high seat where Asmund had placed him, and, coming to Eric, kissed him, and, drawing a gold chain from his neck, flung it about the neck of Eric, crying: “Thou art a glorious man, Eric Brighteyes.
— from Eric Brighteyes by H. Rider (Henry Rider) Haggard

The song of frogs rising from watery palm grove, the hot dusty scent of pepper tree, the cool scent of orange, the mountains sharp and black against the evening sky, the brightly coloured houses crowded to the brink of still brighter sea, were all things she loved, and their images remained with her always.
— from Six Plays by Darwin, Florence Henrietta Fisher, Lady

Here's such a dazzle, such a blaze, As though each stole the splendor of the stars, Fain to eclipse them with her rays.
— from The Poems of Emma Lazarus, Volume 2 Jewish poems: Translations by Emma Lazarus

Come what would, we were bound to strike a blow at the enemy, so as to fill our bandoliers once more.
— from In the Shadow of Death by P. H. (Pieter Hendrick) Kritzinger

The old woman smoothed the folds of her dress on her knee as if she meant to say: All buried, and the earth smoothed down over them, and there is an end of them all.
— from Problematic Characters: A Novel by Friedrich Spielhagen

[Pg 296] The color is strong and brilliant, and the execution solid.
— from New Italian sketches by John Addington Symonds

The Young Astronomer looked upon him with an eye as clear and steady and brilliant as the evening star, but I could see that he too was a little nervous, wondering what would come next.
— from Complete Project Gutenberg Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Works by Oliver Wendell Holmes