The cedar was about five feet high and very
shapely. We hung it with the gingerbread animals, strings of popcorn, and bits of candle which Fuchs had fitted into pasteboard sockets.
She held up her hands, strong,
shapely hands, and surveyed them critically, drawing up her fawn sleeves above the wrists.
I noticed his hands, dirty, with long nails; they were merely bone and sinew, large and strong; but I had forgotten that they were so
shapely. He gave me an extraordinary impression as he sat there, his attention riveted on his game -- an impression of great strength; and I could not understand why it was that his emaciation somehow made it more striking.
With a slight rustle of her white dress trimmed with moss and ivy, with a gleam of white shoulders, glossy hair, and sparkling diamonds, she passed between the men who made way for her, not looking at any of them but smiling on all, as if graciously allowing each the privilege of admiring her beautiful figure and
shapely shoulders, back, and bosom- which in the fashion of those days were very much exposed- and she seemed to bring the glamour of a ballroom with her as she moved toward Anna Pavlovna.
A little girl, radiant and beautiful,
shapely as a fairy and exquisitely dressed, was dancing gracefully in the middle of the lonely road, whirling slowly this way and that, her dainty feet twinkling in sprightly fashion.
They found the Princess Langwidere in her mirrored chamber, where she was admiring one of her handsomest heads--one with rich chestnut hair, dreamy walnut eyes and a
shapely hickorynut nose.
He took it up and disclosed a
shapely little treasure-house whose bottom and sides were of shingles.
Eyes almost as deep and speaking he had seen before, and cheeks perhaps as fair; brows as arched, a chin and throat almost as
shapely; her mouth he had seen nothing to equal on the face of the earth.
Behind us, two tall,
shapely spruce trees rose up against the sunset, and through the dark oriel of their sundered branches an evening star looked down.
A slender
shapely young aspen rose up before them against the fine maize and emerald and paling rose of the western sky, which brought out every leaf and twig in dark, tremulous, elfin loveliness.
It was an old woman, tall and
shapely still, though withered by time, on whom his eyes fell when he stopped and turned.
He had a very well-formed head, with a
shapely, symmetrical balance of the frontal and the occipital development, and a good deal of straight, rather dry brown hair.