Blackness

Examples

• The grim blackness of the stones told by what fate the Hall had fallen--by conflagration: but how kindled? Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
• He stared at her, groping in a blackness through which a single arrow of light tore its blinding way. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
• I tell you, he's a regular hearse for blackness and sobriety, and will drive you like a funeral, if you want. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Paul, for light enough still lingered to show the velvet blackness of his close-shorn head, and the sallow ivory of his brow) looked in. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
• It was the blackness the bright fire leaves when its blaze is sunk, its warmth failed, and its glow faded. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• Close around them loomed the impenetrable blackness of the jungle. Edgar Rice Burroughs. Tarzan of the Apes.
• The lightning, darting and flashing through the blackness, showed wildly waving branches, whipping streamers and bending trunks. Edgar Rice Burroughs. Tarzan of the Apes.
• The hotel where he was known to live when condemned to that region of blackness, was the stake to which he was tied. Charles Dickens. Hard Times.
• There was no date, but the blackness of the ink proved the writing to be comparatively recent. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• We never know how deep, how wide it is, till misery begins to unbind her clouds, and fill it with rushing blackness. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• He was very tall, with a dark, Spanish complexion, fine, expressive black eyes, and close-curling hair, also of a glossy blackness. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Her face, encompassed by the blackness of the receding heath, showed whitely, and with-out half-lights, like a cameo. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
• Filling my lungs with air, I dived beneath the surface and swam through the inky, icy blackness on and on along the submerged gallery. Edgar Rice Burroughs. The Gods of Mars.
• Peering through the gloom, I saw the vague outline of a man, a shade blacker than the blackness of the open door. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
• In another instant she was gone, and the dim light which had filled the cell faded into Cimmerian blackness. Edgar Rice Burroughs. The Gods of Mars.

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