As she sat with the paper folded between her hands, the charred
log fell asunder.
The fortress was a smoldering ruin; charred
rafters, fragments of exploded artillery, and rent mason-work covering its earthen mounds in confused disorder.
The pastoral slopes of the valley below were cloaked in lustre-leather: the rare watercourses along the road had faded from the waiting eye and ear; it seemed as if the long and dry summer had even invaded the close-set ranks of pines, and had blown a simoom breath through the densest woods, leaving its charred
red ashes on every leaf and spray along the tunnelled shade.
I think, scathed as you look, and charred
and scorched, there must be a little sense of life in you yet, rising out of that adhesion at the faithful, honest roots: you will never have green leaves more-- never more see birds making nests and singing idyls in your boughs; the time of pleasure and love is over with you: but you are not desolate: each of you has a comrade to sympathise with him in his decay.
It was black, my father-- black as a charred
stick, and the nails were gone from the twisted fingers.
Its cheerless hillocks were all but naked of vegetation, for a never very flourishing growth of heather had recently been burnt right down to the unkindly- looking earth, leaving a dwarf black forest of charred
sticks very grim to the eye and heart; while the dull surface of a small lifeless-looking lake added the final touch to the Dead-Sea mournfulness of the prospect.
He planted piles, and made buttresses and burned them, leaving their charred
and blackened ruins, standing in the water from shore to shore.
Presently we came to trees, all charred
and brown, and so to a bare place covered with a yellow-white incrustation, across which a drifting smoke, pungent in whiffs to nose and eyes, went drifting.
The brown and charred
rags that hung from the sides of it, I presently recognized as the decaying vestiges of books.
The turf and gravel about it seemed charred
as if by a sudden explosion.
One half, therefore, of the spear stuck fast like a charred
stake in Antilochus's shield, while the other lay on the ground.
The snow, however, finally disappeared, and the green wheat fields were seen in every direction, spotted with the dark and charred
stumps that had, the preceding season, supported some of the proudest trees of the forest.