Instead of sparkling water
, he now spouts red blood.
They were sombre blues, opaque like a delicately carved bowl in lapis lazuli, and yet with a quivering lustre that suggested the palpitation of mysterious life; there were purples, horrible like raw and putrid flesh, and yet with a glowing, sensual passion that called up vague memories of the Roman Empire of Heliogabalus; there were reds, shrill like the berries of holly -- one thought of Christmas in England, and the snow, the good cheer, and the pleasure of children -- and yet by some magic softened till they had the swooning tenderness of a dove's breast; there were deep yellows that died with an unnatural passion into a green as fragrant as the spring and as pure as the sparkling water
of a mountain brook.
Joe leaped to his feet, clambered over the body of the dead lioness, and handed up the flask full of sparkling water
to his master.
She gave some to Toto, and taking a pail from the shelf she carried it down to the little brook and filled it with clear, sparkling water
. Toto ran over to the trees and began to bark at the birds sitting there.
There might have been another unpleasant quarrel between Aunt Em and Billina had not the men returned just then with their pails filled with clear, sparkling water
. The Wizard told Dorothy that she was a good cook and he believed their supper was ready.
Many a dream had she spun over its sparkling water
in days gone by.
A five-inch stream of sparkling water
splashed into the shallow main ditch of his irrigation system and flowed away across the orchard through many laterals.
All the inhabitants of Hampton and Moulsey dress themselves up in boating costume, and come and mouch round the lock with their dogs, and flirt, and smoke, and watch the boats; and, altogether, what with the caps and jackets of the men, the pretty coloured dresses of the women, the excited dogs, the moving boats, the white sails, the pleasant landscape, and the sparkling water
, it is one of the gayest sights I know of near this dull old London town.
From the mast of the unfortunate vessel was seen a signal, "Water, water; we die of thirst!" The answer from the friendly vessel at once came back, "Cast down your bucket where you are." A second time the signal, "Water, water; send us water!" ran up from the distressed vessel, and was answered, "Cast down your bucket where you are." And a third and fourth signal for water was answered, "Cast down your bucket where you are." The captain of the distressed vessel, at last heading the injunction, cast down his bucket, and it came up full of fresh, sparkling water
from the mouth of the Amazon River.
The sea, though it was a thin and sparkling water
here, which seemed incapable of surge or anger, eventually narrowed itself, clouded its pure tint with grey, and swirled through narrow channels and dashed in a shiver of broken waters against massive granite rocks.
Mechanically, he repeated the last word again,--"Death!"--and, as he leaned against the railings, and watched the sparkling water
as it rose and fell in the fountain; and, as in a dim and dizzy haze, saw flowers and trees and vases of the courts, he repeated, again the mystic word so common in every mouth, yet of such fearful power,--"DEATH!" "Strange that there should be such a word," he said, "and such a thing, and we ever forget it; that one should be living, warm and beautiful, full of hopes, desires and wants, one day, and the next be gone, utterly gone, and forever!"
Athanase was fond of this solitude, enlivened by the sparkling water
, where the fields were the first to green under the earliest smiling of the springtide sun.