But the people ye remain for me, even with your virtues, the people with purblind
eyes--the people who know not what SPIRIT is!
I believe, had I stayed there very long, I should have become purblind
, and that would have been a great misfortune, for I have heard men say that a stone-blind horse was safer to drive than one which had imperfect sight, as it generally makes them very timid.
The one result obtained was the expression of purblind
opinion by the authorities of the detective department which pointed to Isabel, or to one of the servants, as the undiscovered thief.
Behind his counter he was a superior being, calmly conscious of special knowledge and worth; outside he was a weak-kneed, purblind
, motorman-cursed rambler, with ill-fitting clothes stained with chemicals and smelling of socotrine aloes and valerianate of ammonia.
And so, once more, John fell to work discounting the delightful future: his first appearance in the family pew; his first visit to his uncle Greig, who thought himself so great a financier, and on whose purblind
Edinburgh eyes John was to let in the dazzling daylight of the West; and the details in general of that unrivalled transformation scene, in which he was to display to all Edinburgh a portly and successful gentleman in the shoes of the derided fugitive.
When she ceased the auricular impressions from their previous endearments seemed to hustle away into the corner of their brains, repeating themselves as echoes from a time of supremely purblind
She was disposed rather to accuse the intolerable narrowness and the purblind
conscience of the society around her: and Celia was no longer the eternal cherub, but a thorn in her spirit, a pink-and-white nullifidian, worse than any discouraging presence in the "Pilgrim's Progress.
As I look back at the endeavor of those days much of it seems mere purblind
groping, wilful and wandering.
But, at last I began, in a purblind
groping way, to read, write, and cipher, on the very smallest scale.
day was feebly struggling with the fog when I opened my eyes to encounter those of a dirty-faced little spectre fixed upon me.
Thank 'ee," mumbled vaguely MacWhirr, to whom the view of a distant eventuality could appeal no more than the beauty of a wide landscape to a purblind
tourist; and his eyes happening at the moment to be at rest upon the lock of the cabin door, he walked up to it, full of purpose, and began to rattle the handle vigorously, while he observed, in his low, earnest voice, "You can't trust the workmen nowadays.
Vladimir Nabokov, for example, posits Nicolai Gogol as being revolutionary in his deployment of descriptive techniques for formal ends; Russian literature prior to Gogol, Nabokov tells us, was purblind
inasmuch as it traded in "hackneyed combinations of blind noun and dog-like adjectives" (Nabokov  2002, 54).