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The old King looked at the little Fairy, and saw how lovingly the bright shadows gathered round her, as if to shield her from every harm; the timid birds nestled in her bosom, and the flowers grew fairer as she looked upon them; while her gentle friends, with tears in their bright eyes, folded their hands beseechingly, and smiled on her.
Over the Mountains Of the Moon, Down the Valley of the Shadow, Ride, boldly ride,' The shade replied, -'If you seek for Eldorado
It will pass," she cried; "I have often seen the like before; no man can put out the moon; lose not heart; sit still--the shadow will pass.
As Clayton turned his eyes in the direction she indicated, he saw silhouetted dimly against the shadows beyond, a great figure standing upright upon the ridge.
Then Wendy saw the shadow on the floor, looking so draggled, and she was frightfully sorry for Peter.
These words so alarmed Mombi that she quickly transformed herself from a shadow to a Black Ant, in which shape she crawled along the ground, seeking a crack or crevice in which to hide her tiny body.
I sat for a moment in silence, enjoying the still, pure air, and the delightful prospect of the park that lay before me, rich in verdure and foliage, and basking in yellow sunshine, relieved by the long shadows of declining day.
For-ever have the Mahars, who dwell beyond the Lidi Plains which lie at the farther rim of the Land of Awful Shadow, taken heavy toll of our people, whom they either force into lifelong slavery or fatten for their feasts.
For the most part the winding alleys were in dense shadow and even in the immediate vicinity of the flares the illumination was far from brilliant.
In quarreling about the shadow we often lose the substance.
If I had been a scoundrel," answered the Shadow, increasing its speed, "I should not have left you.
Everything was suffused with a soft, red glow in which he saw his shadow projected in the road before him.
     To stay the shadow on the dial's face
If you stand in an acoustic shadow there is one direction from which you will hear nothing.
The only things that held their own individuality were the firs--for the fir is the tree of mystery and shadow, and yields never to the encroachments of crude radiance.