Sonya was a slender little brunette with a tender look in her eyes which were veiled by long lashes, thick black plaits coiling twice round her head, and a tawny tint in her complexion and especially in the color of her slender but graceful and muscular arms and neck.
To her surprise, color began to invade his dark features.
She glanced up quickly, feeling the color deepen in her face.
She knew the color was deepening in her cheeks.
He probably scared the color right out of the condo.
Feeling the warmth of color invading her cheeks, she looked away.
A rush of excitement sent color to her cheeks, and she tore her gaze from his, focusing her attention on the dishes.
Rachel noted her rising color and grinned.
She slapped her hat back on to hide the color in her cheeks and scrambled onto her wagon seat.
Bordeaux was watching her in a way that brought color to her cheeks again.
It was hard to look at his face without being fascinated by the color of his eyes.
She felt vindicated by the color that stained his dark cheeks.
Cassie could feel the color draining from her face.
They were traveling in a sandy ravine when she spotted a flash of color in the distance.
She avoided looking in the area where she had seen the color, and tried to look undisturbed.
His gaze lifted to hers and he smiled as he noted the rising color in her cheeks.
They've been hospitable to us and we're not going to insult them because they were born in the wrong color of skin.
He noted her rising color and shrugged.
It was his turn to color up.
He tucked his hands in his back pockets and shuffled his feet, the color in his face deepening.
The extra color was beginning to fade from his face and he turned toward the family room.
Color raced to her cheeks.
He glanced down and noted her color with obvious confusion.
The smile was replaced by a surge of color as he jerked the barn door open.
Color returned to his cheeks.
It's even painted the same color and I recognize the molding and cornices.
She twisted in her chair to see a man near the dark windows whose eyes were the color of her bright purple Easter dress.
His eyes seemed to swirl, around and around, changing from the color of her mother's tulips to a color almost as dark as the night.
The eyes of the newcomer were the color of their Christmas tree.
His room was clean to the point of anal, his color scheme black on white.
The rest of the spacious apartment was decorated in an identical black and white color scheme as the bedroom.
Even in the kitchen, the fruits and vegetables that gave a splash of color to her kitchen were hidden away.
He was dressed in all black again from turtleneck to heavy boots despite the heat of early afternoon, the color emphasizing the zero body fat of his lean body.
His condo was as Bianca had said, boring with no color and no character.
The frozen sea beneath her feet was the color of tar, the black clouds above paused mid-swirl around a pop of blue sky in the storm's center.
She was pale beneath her warm color with dark circles beneath her eyes.
Jule drew a deep breath and faced the small, grandfatherly man with eyes the color of an Irish meadow.
His features were stoic, his beautiful purple eyes the color of spring flowers.
The gangly youth before him had dyed his hair from platinum back to its natural color of black.
His brown eyes were shadowed, his Hispanic features the color of caramel.
He was as large as the others, with olive skin, long white-blond hair, and golden eyes the unusual color of honey.
His visitor wore a T-shirt and had hair the color of last night's sunset.
The doctor's eyes were the color of cold steel, his face stoic, his large form tense.
One was of medium height and slender, an older man with sharp green eyes the color of forest moss who seemed out of place in the middle of the room.
Her eyes were closed, but color bloomed in her cheeks.
He was dressed again all in black, a color that should have minimized his size but just amplified how ripped he was beneath the clothing.
He looked up, surprised to see his master's friend in his doorway, the man with eyes the color of the moss in the corner of his room.
"He's wearing the color of the bodyguards," she observed.
The man with eyes the color of the moss in his room materialized from the shadows.
He jerked, surprised to find his master's friend, the one with eyes the color of the moss in his room, standing before him.
The master's friend, the one with eyes the color of the moss in the corner of his room, stood before him.
"It's the material, not the color," he replied.
Pink is a good color on you.
The rocking chairs were back, four in a row, red, green, yellow, and purple, adding a blaze of color against the century-old white building of Bird Song.
The color is amazing.
While Cynthia might not have "come to terms" with her quickly acquired family, she was positively thrilled to announce the wedding to all who'd listen, skirting the impending birth like a ballet dancer, concentrating on lace and promises, even if the color was off-white.
Big deal that Seymour's brochures were four-color to Dean's black and white, and the bastard wore full uniform.
It doesn't matter what color your hair is or what Darkyn did to you.
The only man that has been here for lodging to-day was an old clodhopper who was so spattered with mud that you couldn't see the color of his coat.
The color came back to his cheeks.
Has there ever before been a time when business opportunity was more blind to color, gender, or creed?
You continue and control for every variable you can think of—region, brand of car, income, vision, height, eye color, and a hundred other factors.
Oh, and they change color if they detect structural weakness in the material to which they are affixed.
Sensors can constantly monitor moisture levels in the soil, the size and color of the plants, air quality, nutrient levels in the soil, amount of sunlight, and hundreds of other variables.
But prior to this accomplishment, back in 1992, an effort was begun to insert a gene from a daffodil and a gene from a soil bacteria into rice, allowing it to produce vitamin A. The resulting rice was yellow-orange in color and was named "Golden Rice."
He gives it to you as the sun gives light and color to the rose.
Of two patterns which differ only by a few threads more or less of a particular color, the one will be sold readily, the other lie on the shelf, though it frequently happens that after the lapse of a season the latter becomes the most fashionable.
But a man has no more to do with the style of architecture of his house than a tortoise with that of its shell: nor need the soldier be so idle as to try to paint the precise color of his virtue on his standard.
The real attractions of the Hollowell farm, to me, were: its complete retirement, being, about two miles from the village, half a mile from the nearest neighbor, and separated from the highway by a broad field; its bounding on the river, which the owner said protected it by its fogs from frosts in the spring, though that was nothing to me; the gray color and ruinous state of the house and barn, and the dilapidated fences, which put such an interval between me and the last occupant; the hollow and lichen-covered apple trees, gnawed by rabbits, showing what kind of neighbors I should have; but above all, the recollection I had of it from my earliest voyages up the river, when the house was concealed behind a dense grove of red maples, through which I heard the house-dog bark.
These rags in bales, of all hues and qualities, the lowest condition to which cotton and linen descend, the final result of dress--of patterns which are now no longer cried up, unless it be in Milwaukee, as those splendid articles, English, French, or American prints, ginghams, muslins, etc., gathered from all quarters both of fashion and poverty, going to become paper of one color or a few shades only, on which, forsooth, will be written tales of real life, high and low, and founded on fact!
Some consider blue "to be the color of pure water, whether liquid or solid."
Lying between the earth and the heavens, it partakes of the color of both.
Viewed from a hilltop it reflects the color of the sky; but near at hand it is of a yellowish tint next the shore where you can see the sand, then a light green, which gradually deepens to a uniform dark green in the body of the pond.
Such is the color of its iris.
Paddling gently to one of these places, I was surprised to find myself surrounded by myriads of small perch, about five inches long, of a rich bronze color in the green water, sporting there, and constantly rising to the surface and dimpling it, sometimes leaving bubbles on it.
Since the wood-cutters, and the railroad, and I myself have profaned Walden, perhaps the most attractive, if not the most beautiful, of all our lakes, the gem of the woods, is White Pond;--a poor name from its commonness, whether derived from the remarkable purity of its waters or the color of its sands.
Instead of the white lily, which requires mud, or the common sweet flag, the blue flag (Iris versicolor) grows thinly in the pure water, rising from the stony bottom all around the shore, where it is visited by hummingbirds in June; and the color both of its bluish blades and its flowers and especially their reflections, is in singular harmony with the glaucous water.
When I called to see her in June, 1842, she was gone a-hunting in the woods, as was her wont (I am not sure whether it was a male or female, and so use the more common pronoun), but her mistress told me that she came into the neighborhood a little more than a year before, in April, and was finally taken into their house; that she was of a dark brownish-gray color, with a white spot on her throat, and white feet, and had a large bushy tail like a fox; that in the winter the fur grew thick and flatted out along her sides, forming stripes ten or twelve inches long by two and a half wide, and under her chin like a muff, the upper side loose, the under matted like felt, and in the spring these appendages dropped off.
Ah, many a tale their color told!
But as the last two days had been very warm, like an Indian summer, the ice was not now transparent, showing the dark green color of the water, and the bottom, but opaque and whitish or gray, and though twice as thick was hardly stronger than before, for the air bubbles had greatly expanded under this heat and run together, and lost their regularity; they were no longer one directly over another, but often like silvery coins poured from a bag, one overlapping another, or in thin flakes, as if occupying slight cleavages.
Not long since I read his epitaph in the old Lincoln burying-ground, a little on one side, near the unmarked graves of some British grenadiers who fell in the retreat from Concord--where he is styled "Sippio Brister"--Scipio Africanus he had some title to be called--"a man of color," as if he were discolored.
He wore a greatcoat in midsummer, being affected with the trembling delirium, and his face was the color of carmine.
They used to come round my door at dusk to nibble the potato parings which I had thrown out, and were so nearly the color of the ground that they could hardly be distinguished when still.
Perhaps the blue color of water and ice is due to the light and air they contain, and the most transparent is the bluest.
It is a truly grotesque vegetation, whose forms and color we see imitated in bronze, a sort of architectural foliage more ancient and typical than acanthus, chiccory, ivy, vine, or any vegetable leaves; destined perhaps, under some circumstances, to become a puzzle to future geologists.
The grass flames up on the hillsides like a spring fire--"et primitus oritur herba imbribus primoribus evocata"--as if the earth sent forth an inward heat to greet the returning sun; not yellow but green is the color of its flame;--the symbol of perpetual youth, the grass-blade, like a long green ribbon, streams from the sod into the summer, checked indeed by the frost, but anon pushing on again, lifting its spear of last year's hay with the fresh life below.
Southern customers objected to its blue color, which is the evidence of its purity, as if it were muddy, and preferred the Cambridge ice, which is white, but tastes of weeds.
He was dressed in a dark-green dress coat, knee breeches of the color of cuisse de nymphe effrayee, as he called it, shoes, and silk stockings.
The coarse evergreen color of the small fir trees scattered here and there among the birches was an unpleasant reminder of winter.
Petya soon came to himself, the color returned to his face, the pain had passed, and at the cost of that temporary unpleasantness he had obtained a place by the cannon from where he hoped to see the Emperor who would be returning that way.
Denisov blushed like a girl (it was strange to see the color rise in that shaggy, bibulous, time- worn face) and boldly began to expound his plan of cutting the enemy's lines of communication between Smolensk and Vyazma.
Napoleon rode up the high ground at Semenovsk, and through the smoke saw ranks of men in uniforms of a color unfamiliar to him.
His curly hair, its color, and the shape of his head seemed strangely familiar to Prince Andrew.
He lifted his head and again the thick vein in his thin neck filled with blood and the color rapidly came and went in his face.
He was the same as ever, but the feverish color of his face, his glittering eyes rapturously turned toward her, and especially his neck, delicate as a child's, revealed by the turn-down collar of his shirt, gave him a peculiarly innocent, childlike look, such as she had never seen on him before.
That very young woman seemed to Pierre the perfection of Oriental beauty, with her sharply outlined, arched, black eyebrows and the extraordinarily soft, bright color of her long, beautiful, expressionless face.
Its lack of a master, a name, or even of a breed or any definite color did not seem to trouble the blue-gray dog in the least.
The sky and the horizon were both the color of muddy water.
Amid a long series of unexecuted orders of Napoleon's one series, for the campaign of 1812, was carried out--not because those orders differed in any way from the other, unexecuted orders but because they coincided with the course of events that led the French army into Russia; just as in stencil work this or that figure comes out not because the color was laid on from this side or in that way, but because it was laid on from all sides over the figure cut in the stencil.
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