Glinda came up a moment later, riding the still vigorous Saw-Horse; and having unwound a slender golden thread
from her girdle the Sorceress threw it over the head of the panting and helpless Griffin, and so destroyed the magical power of Mombi's transformation.
Twines not of them one golden thread
, But for its sake a Paynim bled.'
She was the golden thread
that united him to a Past beyond his misery, and to a Present beyond his misery: and the sound of her voice, the light of her face, the touch of her hand, had a strong beneficial influence with him almost always.
And there the poor passing soul had exerted its failing will to restore a broken connection--a golden thread
of sentiment between its innocence and a monstrous baseness owning a blind, brutal allegiance to the Law of Self.
Beside these were tenscore quivers of leather embroidered with golden thread
, and in each quiver were a score of shafts with burnished heads that shone like silver; each shaft was feathered with peacock's plumes, innocked with silver.
'Scarce had the rubicund Apollo spread o'er the face of the broad spacious earth the golden threads
of his bright hair, scarce had the little birds of painted plumage attuned their notes to hail with dulcet and mellifluous harmony the coming of the rosy Dawn, that, deserting the soft couch of her jealous spouse, was appearing to mortals at the gates and balconies of the Manchegan horizon, when the renowned knight Don Quixote of La Mancha, quitting the lazy down, mounted his celebrated steed Rocinante and began to traverse the ancient and famous Campo de Montiel;'" which in fact he was actually traversing.
You shall live in peace, and spin your delicate threads into a mantle for the stern King; and I will weave golden threads
amid the gray, that when folded over his cold heart gentle thoughts may enter in and make it their home.
102-114) But the goddesses sent out Iris from the well-set isle to bring Eilithyia, promising her a great necklace strung with golden threads
, nine cubits long.
Its fantastic splendor had been conceived in the delirious brain of a woman on her death-bed, and was the last toil of her stiffening fingers, which had interwoven fate and misery with its golden threads
. This dark tale, whispered at first, was now bruited far and wide.
No one could be certain afterwards about what the golden thread
consisted of, apart from the fact that it most certainly bound together the coalition as a purposeful unit.
After Jerusalem, Mrs Wallace read A Golden Thread
The co-director of Static, Becky Shaw, wrote the catalogue notes when Una Walker's show was first seen at the Golden Thread
Gallery in Belfast.