Literary notes about soft white (AI summary)
The phrase “soft white” frequently appears in literature as a gentle, evocative descriptor that casts a luminous, tender quality over both objects and moments. Authors employ it to color fabrics and garments—evoking delicate, ethereal textures as in a “soft white gown” [1, 2, 3] or even an “Angora pussy” [4]—while it also describes natural elements like the tranquil “soft white carpet” of snow [5, 6] and drifting “soft white smoke” [7]. Additionally, this hue is attributed to human characteristics, lending an air of vulnerability and purity to skin or flesh, as seen in the “soft white hand” [8, 9, 10] and the “soft white contour” of a cheek [11]. In these varied contexts, “soft white” transcends a mere color, becoming a symbolic presence that imbues scenes with a quiet, understated beauty.
- For Polly, in her soft white gown, was coming quickly into the dressing-room.
— from Five Little Peppers Grown Up by Margaret Sidney - She wore a soft white silk dress with big faded pink roses in it, and her hair was fastened at each ear with a bunch of little pink roses.
— from Laddie: A True Blue Story by Gene Stratton-Porter - The English girl's soft white gown was cut low in the neck, her shapely arms were bare.
— from The Hollow of Her Hand by George Barr McCutcheon - Down at my feet on the red tiles in front of a roaring great fire sit a great black cat and a soft white Angora pussy.
— from The Book of the Cat - The snow had been falling all night, and when morning came the earth was covered with a beautiful soft white carpet.
— from Sing a Song of Sixpence by Mary Holdsworth - Great piles of soft white snow were in the yard.
— from Noon-Day Fancies for Our Little PetsFully Illustrated - Soft white smoke crept along the ground, and from it peeped out a lot of black stumps.
— from The Wonderful Adventures of Nils by Selma Lagerlöf - Susie's soft white hands were hardly suited to work of that sort, and they were already getting a little cold.
— from Winter Fun by William O. Stoddard - I know that I raised her soft white hand to my lips and kissed it fervently, repeating my avowal and craving a word of hope from her lips.
— from Hushed Up! A Mystery of London by William Le Queux - Then he was conscious of the soft white hand clinging tightly to his with a pressure to which it had been a stranger since he left the States.
— from The Tiger Lily by George Manville Fenn - Her lovely head was near him, and he stared with hungry adoration at the thick, shining braids, and the soft white contour of her cheek and neck.
— from God's Country—And the Woman by James Oliver Curwood
