If all the great plain from the Missouri to the Rocky Mountains had been under glass, and the heat regulated by a thermometer, it could not have been better for the yellow tassels that were ripening
and fertilizing the silk day by day.
It offered her the partridge-berries, the growth of the preceding autumn, but ripening
only in the spring, and now red as drops of blood upon the withered leaves These Pearl gathered, and was pleased with their wild flavour.
Like Mark Antony, for days and days along his green-turfed, flowery Nile, he indolently floats, openly toying with his red-cheeked Cleopatra, ripening
his apricot thigh upon the sunny deck.
The air was fragrant with ripening
fruit, and there was a mad little bird on a tree outside the door nearly bursting his throat with joy of living.
Catherine we would fain have deluded yet; but her own quick spirit refused to delude her: it divined in secret, and brooded on the dreadful probability, gradually ripening
If the life of the elder sister was destined henceforth to be the ripening
ground of the undeveloped Good that was in her -was the life of the younger doomed to be the battle-field of mortal conflict with the roused forces of Evil in herself?
In the fair city of this vision, there were airy galleries from which the loves and graces looked upon him, gardens in which the fruits of life hung ripening
, waters of Hope that sparkled in his sight.
The schoolroom was a pretty large hall, on the quietest side of the house, confronted by the stately stare of some half-dozen of the great urns, and commanding a peep of an old secluded garden belonging to the Doctor, where the peaches were ripening
on the sunny south wall.
Having previously commented to Agatha on the beauty of the ripening
spring, and inquired whether her journey had fatigued her, he had said as much as he could think of at a first meeting.
Farmers were out to defend their cattle-sheds, granaries, and ripening
root crops with arms in their hands.
Some studied how to watch the tender buds, when to spread them to the sunlight, and when to shelter them from rain; how to guard the ripening
seeds, and when to lay them in the warm earth or send them on the summer wind to far off hills and valleys, where other Fairy hands would tend and cherish them, till a sisterhood of happy flowers sprang up to beautify and gladden the lonely spot where they had fallen.
High up against the horizon were the huge conical masses of hill, like giant mounds intended to fortify this region of corn and grass against the keen and hungry winds of the north; not distant enough to be clothed in purple mystery, but with sombre greenish sides visibly specked with sheep, whose motion was only revealed by memory, not detected by sight; wooed from day to day by the changing hours, but responding with no change in themselves--left for ever grim and sullen after the flush of morning, the winged gleams of the April noonday, the parting crimson glory of the ripening