A bell was ringing from the tower of a little white church on the far side; mellowly and dreamily sweet, the chime floated across the water blent
with the moan of the sea.
Starbuck was an honest, upright man; but out of Starbuck's heart, at that instant when he saw the muskets, there strangely evolved an evil thought; but so blent
with its neutral or good accompaniments that for the instant he hardly knew it for itself.
But about the Christmas of that fifteenth year, a second great change came over Marner's life, and his history became blent
in a singular manner with the life of his neighbours.
Edward Alleyn, from the portrait preserved at  his noble foundation at Dulwich, like a fine Holbein, figures, in blent
strength and delicacy, as a genial, or perhaps jovial, soul, finding time for sentiment,--Prynne (included, we suppose, in this company, like the skull at the feast) as a likable if somewhat melancholic young man; while Garrick and his wife playing cards, after Zoffany, present a pair of just very nice young people.
I have mentioned his dark locks--they were brushed sideways above a white and sufficiently expansive forehead; his cheek had a rather hectic freshness; his features might have done well on canvas, but indifferently in marble: they were plastic; character had set a stamp upon each; expression re-cast them at her pleasure, and strange metamorphoses she wrought, giving him now the mien of a morose bull, and anon that of an arch and mischievous girl; more frequently, the two semblances were blent
, and a queer, composite countenance they made.
When the drawing-room door opened and Dorothea entered, there was a sort of contrast not infrequent in country life when the habits of the different ranks were less blent
The songs she sang, without lament, In her prison-house of pain, Forever are they sweetly blent
With the falling summer rain.
The quick tropic twilight swiftly blent
day and darkness.
Wailing on the altar stair Wives and grandams rend the air-- Long-drawn moans and piercing cries Blent
with prayers and litanies.
A little hamlet, whose roofs were blent
with trees, straggled up the side of one of these hills; the church of the district stood nearer Thornfield: its old tower-top looked over a knoll between the house and gates.
But now, as I went up to him, and stood beside him in sad silence, I felt the presence of a new element that blended us as we had never been blent
And what, if cheerful shouts at noon, Come, from the village sent, Or songs of maids, beneath the moon, With fairy laughter blent
? And what if, in the evening light, Betrothed lovers walk in sight Of my low monument?