It was a rustly day, a scarlet and buff, yellow and carmine
, bronze and crimson day.
She has a tint as white as this sheet of paper, except just in the middle of each cheek, where it passes into the purest and most transparent, most liquid, carmine
. Occasionally this rosy fluid overflows into the rest of her face--by which I mean that she blushes--as softly as the mark of your breath on the window- pane.
The greater number, instead of leaves, shoot forth blades of capricious shapes, comprised within a scale of colours pink, carmine
, green, olive, fawn, and brown.
Suffice it that a petrel wheeled somewhere between deepening carmine
and paling blue, and it took my thoughts off at an earthy tangent.
Some of them were white and some of a brilliant carmine
Senor Don Quixote, have you observed the comeliness of my lady the duchess, that smooth complexion of hers like a burnished polished sword, those two cheeks of milk and carmine
, that gay lively step with which she treads or rather seems to spurn the earth, so that one would fancy she went radiating health wherever she passed?
It spread up the sides of the pit by the third or fourth day of our imprisonment, and its cactus-like branches formed a carmine
fringe to the edges of our triangular window.
The head was finished already: there was but the background to tint and the drapery to shade off; a touch of carmine
, too, to add to the ripe lips--a soft curl here and there to the tresses--a deeper tinge to the shadow of the lash under the azured eyelid.
The color mounted to the queen's face; her fine blue eyes seemed to start out of her head and her carmine
lips, compared by all the poets of the day to a pomegranate in flower, were trembling with anger.
Some artists,' said Miss La Creevy, 'keep a red coat, and charge seven-and-sixpence extra for hire and carmine
; but I don't do that myself, for I don't consider it legitimate.'
He wore a greatcoat in midsummer, being affected with the trembling delirium, and his face was the color of carmine
. He died in the road at the foot of Brister's Hill shortly after I came to the woods, so that I have not remembered him as a neighbor.
Made up with curls, wreaths, wings, white bismuth, and carmine
, this hopeful young person soared into so pleasing a Cupid as to constitute the chief delight of the maternal part of the spectators; but in private, where his characteristics were a precocious cutaway coat and an extremely gruff voice, he became of the Turf, turfy.