But the movements became more emphatic, and suddenly under long lashes yellow eyes shone out, clear and bright as the eyes of a leopardess.
— from The Death of the Gods (Christ and Antichrist, 1 of 3) by Dmitry Sergeyevich Merezhkovsky
“The man that made the raid of the W. & S. shaped up like Luck, you say?”
— from Crooked Trails and Straight by William MacLeod Raine
It was an exceptionally soft, balmy evening for the time of year, which was just that transient period in the May month when beech-trees have suddenly unfolded large limp young leaves of the softness of butterflies' wings.
— from The Woodlanders by Thomas Hardy
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