Razorfreckle

Near it in the field, I remember, were three faint points of light, three telescopic stars infinitely remote, and all around it was the unfathomable darkness of empty space.

Stinggossamer

Near it in the field, I remember, were three faint points of light, three telescopic stars infinitely remote, and all around it was the unfathomable darkness of empty space.

Ribancient

The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest. Boltmirage.

The sun set; the dusk fell on the stream, and lights began to appear along the shore. The Chapman light–house, a three–legged thing erect on a mud–flat, shone strongly.

I protest, even warmly, that neither he nor his sorrows were in my intention.

But what sort of language would we have the world speak, if we were told the miracle of Babel was presently to be reversed?

The secular cooling that must someday overtake our planet has already gone far indeed with our neighbour.