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The rain had drawn off; and amid the moving vapours from point to point of light the city was spinning about herself a soft cocoon of yellowish haze.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James Joyce Context
They walked northward with a curious feeling of disappointment in the exercise, while the city hung its pale globes of light above them in a haze of summer evening.
The pipe was still between his lips, the smoke still curled upward, and the room was full of a dense tobacco haze, but nothing remained of the heap of shag which I had seen upon the previous night.
The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes By Arthur Conan Doyle Context
This unpleasant impression merely flitted over the young and happy face of the Emperor like a cloud of haze across a clear sky and vanished.
War and Peace(V1) By Leo Tolstoy Context
A red glow as of a conflagration spread above the horizon from the rising full moon, and that vast red ball swayed strangely in the gray haze.
War and Peace(V5) By Leo Tolstoy Context
Through the bars of the prison, through the sleep haze that deflected them, blunt arrows bruised her; of love, then of hate.
Between the Acts (1941) By Virginia Woolf Context
To Ethan, still in the rosy haze of his hour with Mattie, the sight came with the intense precision of the last dream before waking.
Ethan Frome By Edith Wharton Context
The white oval of her face swam out waveringly from a background of shadows, the uncertain light blurring it like a haze; but the two lines about the mouth remained.
House of Mirth By Edith Wharton Context
Even before Twelve Oaks came into view Scarlett saw a haze of smoke hanging lazily in the tops of the tall trees and smelled the mingled savory odors of burning hickory logs and roasting pork and mutton.
Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche Context
Round the near horizon went the haze, opalescent with frost and smoke, and on the top lay the small blue sky; so that it was like being inside an enclosure, always inside.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H Lawrence Context
Night was falling, the plain was cold and vague, great banks of violet haze were rising in the gleam of the twilight.
Les Misérables (V1) By Victor Hugo Context