1 The words went on sounding between them as though a torch of warning flew from hand to hand through a black landscape.
2 Ethan, rising on his elbow, watched the landscape whiten and shape itself under the sculpture of the moon.
3 Then her courage flowed strongly back and the sun came out again and the landscape glowed anew.
4 As she walked down Washington Street, the landscape was as dreary as her own heart.
5 The fragrance of the late blossoms seemed an emanation of the tranquil scene, a landscape tutored to the last degree of rural elegance.
6 The landscape outspread below her seemed an enlargement of her present mood, and she found something of herself in its calmness, its breadth, its long free reaches.
7 She sat quiet, her lips parted by the stress of the ascent, her eyes wandering peacefully over the broken ranges of the landscape.
8 But she forgot his unusual haste in wonder at the tragic landscape.
9 He desires to paint you the dreamiest, shadiest, quietest, most enchanting bit of romantic landscape in all the valley of the Saco.
10 It must have been the scarcity of detail in that tawny landscape that made detail so precious.
11 Every minute, as the train sped on, the colors of things became dingier; the fields were grown parched and yellow, the landscape hideous and bare.
12 The packers might own the land, but he claimed the landscape, and there was no one to say nay to this.
13 As the landscape changed from brown to green, the army awakened, and began to tremble with eagerness at the noise of rumors.
14 Spread over the grass and in among the tree trunks, he could see knots and waving lines of skirmishers who were running hither and thither and firing at the landscape.
15 He thought that he did not relish the landscape.