Phrases with "blue"

Olaf Stapledon At the door stood a sergeant with a red, white and blue cockade. Last Men in London by Olaf Stapledon

The adults of Ardea caerulea are blue, and the young white; and white, mottled, and mature blue birds may all be seen breeding together (vol. The Descent of Man by Charles Darwin

D. H. Lawrence There beyond lay the soft blue sea with the bay, misty with morning, and the farthest headland of black rock jutting dimly out between blue and blue of the sky and water. The Prussian Officer and other stories by D. H. Lawrence

Guy de Maupassan He had loved her, blond and slender, in these surroundings of blue ocean and spacious sky. Indiscretion by Guy de Maupassan

H. G. Wells Now they are mobilising in a blue funk. Babes In The Darkling Woods by H. G. Wells [1940]

True to name, the Ulysses still flies high, and wide — a lustrous royal blue with black trimmings and dandified tails to his wings that answer the dual purpose of use and ornament. My Tropic Isle by E. J. Banfield

How do you like the blue china? Dr. Rylance is an amateur of blue china. The Golden Calf by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1883]

Virginia Woolf Their horns spill blue smoke; their skins are dappled red and yellow in the torchlight. The Waves by Virginia Woolf [1931]

Sinclair Lewis They are a cot and a wash-stand and my other suit and the blue crepe tie you said you liked. Main Street by Sinclair Lewis

D. H. Lawrence It was in New Mexico she purchased the blue moccasins, blue bead moccasins, from an Indian who was her guide and her subordinate. The Blue Moccasins by D. H. Lawrence [1928]

His opponent appeared in a cast-off coat of the captain’s — a blue coat with bright buttons; white trousers, and that description of shoes familiarly known by the appellation of ‘high-lows. Sketches by Boz by Charles Dickens [1836]

William Makepeace Thackeray But it was a consolation to see her when she walked out with a French maid, a couple of children, and a little dog hanging on to her by a blue ribbon. Our Street by William Makepeace Thackeray [1848]

A blue cloth wrapped her from her head to foot in close slanting folds, with one end thrown over her shoulder. An Outcast of the Islands by Joseph Conrad [1896]

Lady Fareham came running towards them in advance of children and friends, an airy figure in blue and white, her fair hair flying in the wind, her arms stretched out as if to greet them from afar. London Pride by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1896]

Isabella Bird This is really what is known as “Russian embroidery,” cross stitch in artistic colours on coarse red or blue cotton. Journeys in Persia and Kurdistan by Isabella Bird [1891]

He was a good-looking young fellow, John Harden by name, with a clear-cut profile and frank, open, blue eyes. The Hidden Door by Arthur Gask [1934]

F. Scott Fitzgerald I am motionless against the sky and the boat is made to carry my form onward into the blue obscurity of the future, I am Pallas Athene carved reverently on the front of a galley. Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald

D. H. Lawrence His fair eyebrows stood bushy over light blue eyes that were always flashing with cold fire. The Prussian Officer and other stories by D. H. Lawrence

Thomas Hughes The first stickleback was a splendid fellow, with fabulous red and blue gills. Tom Brown’s School Days by Thomas Hughes

Wilkie Collins In themselves, they are large, well-opened blue eyes, and may at one time have been the chief attraction in her face. The Fallen Leaves by Wilkie Collins [1879]

Wilkie Collins The attire of this gentleman was composed of a many-folded white cravat, a close-buttoned blue dress-coat, and nankeen trousers with gaiters to match, ridiculous to the present generation. Man and Wife by Wilkie Collins [1870]

Surprise came into his pale blue eyes when he caught sight of Smith in his unusual and prismatic clothes. Cabbages and Kings by O. Henry [1904]

Arthur Conan Doyle With the raven-black hair of her father, and the blue eyes and fresh colour of her mother, she was striking, if not beautiful, in appearance. The Land of Mist by Arthur Conan Doyle [1926]

George Elio These sthraipes, blue an’ whaite, now, they mek it uncommon pritty. Mr. Gilfil’s Love Story by George Elio

Edith Wharton That was years ago, when she first came out, and had been smitten with a romantic passion for a young gentleman named Herbert Melson, who had blue eyes and a little wave in his hair. The House of Mirth by Edith Wharton [1905]

Her bright blue eyes were as bright and as blue as ever. For the term of his natural life by Marcus Clarke [1874]

They were about five inches long — funny little blue fishes with wholesome-looking scales. A First Year in Canterbury Settlement by Samuel Butler

H. G. Wells Beyond is a sluggish stream of water reflecting the intense blue of the moist Fenland sky; and beyond that a low osier-fringed eyot. The Chronic Argonauts by H. G. Wells [1888]

In his mind tact ranked higher than genius, since it was his own peculiar gift: just as blue ginger-jars were better than Sevres, because he, Dr. Rylance, was a collector of ginger-jars. The Golden Calf by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1883]

George Gissing That must be a steamer coming from a foreign country; perhaps from France, which was—how believe it?—yonder across the blue vast. Thyrza by George Gissing [1887]

Edgar Allan Poe In return for these good things we presented the natives with blue beads, brass trinkets, nails, knives, and pieces of red cloth, they being fully delighted in the exchange. The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket by Edgar Allan Poe

Theodore Dreiser Her own plain blue dress, with its black cotton tape trimmings, now seemed to her shabby. Sister Carrie by Theodore Dreiser

Benjamin Disraeli Here, the land breaks in gentle undulations; and here, blue waters kiss a verdant shore. The Young Duke by Benjamin Disraeli [1831]

G. K. Chesterton How comes a man like you to be talking philosophy in a blue helmet on the Thames embankment? “You have evidently not heard of the latest development in our police system,” replied the other. The Man Who Was Thursday by G. K. Chesterton

Mark Twain He had an old long-tailed blue jeans coat with slick brass buttons flung over his arm, and both of them had big, fat, ratty-looking carpet-bags. The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain

E. F. Benson She had an ally, it is true, in the person of Alice Yardly, who, in her big hat and white dress, with a blue sash, looked like a doubtful Romney, and was smiling, literally with all her might. The House of Defence by E. F. Benson [1906]

Guy de Maupassant Not until the blue blouse of the young peasant was out of sight would he lower his thin white head to the grass. Coco by Guy de Maupassant [1884]

I went toward them — a solitary figure, in a blue and gray striped sleeping suit and a pipe-clayed cork helmet on its head. The Shadow Line by Joseph Conrad [1917]

She was a large, plumpish girl, with bright auburn hair and prominent blue eyes. Brat Farrar by Josephine Tey

There was a nervous restlessness about the thin lips, a feverish light in the dark blue eyes. Run to Earth by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1868]

D.H. Lawrence The young man smiled, then looked down at the wall, where his own hands lay white and fragile, showing the blue veins. The Trespasser by D.H. Lawrence

D. H. Lawrence His subconsciousness remembered those steely blue eyes and the harsh brows, and did not intend to meet them again. The Prussian Officer and other stories by D. H. Lawrence

Thomas Hardy The blue evening smoke from Lucy’s chimney had died down to an imperceptible stream, and as he walked about downstairs he murmured to himself, ‘My wife was dead, and she is alive again. Wessex Tales by Thomas Hardy [1888]

From the chimneys of the farmhouses thin ascensions of blue smoke signaled preparations for a day’s peaceful toil. Can Such Things Be? by Ambrose Bierce [1893]

George Eliot The sky was grey, but that made little difference in the Piazza del Duomo, which was covered with its holiday sky of blue drapery, and its constellations of yellow lilies and coats of arms. Romola by George Eliot [1862-3]

Her fair curls were all put back under a small lace cap, which was tied at the chin with grey ribbon; her pretty blue eyes were bright. Featherston’s Story by Ellen Wood [1889]

Haven’t you noticed, Jaakov, how money gets all over the place?’ Uncle Jaakov, standing in the frost in his shirt-sleeves, laughed quietly, blinking in the cold blue light. My Childhood by Maksim Gorky

G. K. Chesterton There was a silence, and the blue eyes of Basil looked blindly for a few seconds into the void. The Club of Queer Trades by G. K. Chesterton [1905]

D.H. Lawrence The sky was blue and perfect, it was a ringing morning, the village was very still. Twilight in Italy by D.H. Lawrence [1916]

The house that stood behind a little courtyard, defended by a rough stone wall, seemed quite dead against the pale blue sky. Judith Paris by Hugh Walpole [1931]

D. H. Lawrence The twilight spread a weird, unearthly light overhead, bluish-rose in colour, the cold blue night sank on the snow. Women in Love by D. H. Lawrence

It is as beautiful a day as can be imagined; the sky is as blue as an Englishwoman’s eye. Mademoiselle de Maupin by Théophile Gautier [1835]

D. H. Lawrence He turned his blue eyes quickly, and gazed direct on her. Lady Chatterley’s Lover by D. H. Lawrence

H. G. Wells Do you really mean —?” “Yes. How can I explain it to you? Of course the blue uniform struck you. When the Sleeper Wakes by H. G. Wells [1899]

Imagination reels before the consequences of a blue costume, “all’s blue,” and the thrice intensified attacks of the indolent but persevering blood-suckers. My Tropic Isle by E. J. Banfield

Edith Wharton For him the war was “the blue and the grey,” the rescue of lovely Southern girls, anecdotes about Old Glory, and the carrying of vital despatches through the enemy lines. The Spark by Edith Wharton

Undeniably very attractive, with big blue eyes and rich auburn hair, she was of a bright and merry disposition. The Storm Breaks by Arthur Gask [1949]

George Gissing But the sun and breeze of spring promised to have their way; to drive and melt the clouds, to toss white wavelets on a blue sea, to make the gorse shine in its glory, and all the hills be glad. The Whirlpool by George Gissing [1896]

Arnold Bennett He was thirty-five years of age, tall and stoutish, with a chubby boyish face that the razor left chiefly blue every morning. The Old Wives’ Tale by Arnold Bennett [1908]

Outwardly, it was a London of calm faces, of blue lamps, of women in uniform, and of deliberate geniality. London in My Time by Thomas Burke

Frances Hodgson Burnett Basil was a little boy with impudent blue eyes and a turned-up nose and Mary hated him. The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett [1911]

Arthur Conan Doyle I can see him now, his broad white face convulsed with fury, his light blue eyes sparkling like flints, his great voice roaring and crashing amid the roll of the musketry. The Adventures of Gerard by Arthur Conan Doyle [1903]

Benjamin Disraeli Feminine solicitude had fashioned a toilette-table for him, and there was a bunch of geraniums in a blue vase on its sparkling dimity garniture. Endymion by Benjamin Disraeli [1880]

On the sideboards pewter plates more highly polished than silver shone in the darkness, and white crockery with blue flowers. Mademoiselle de Maupin by Théophile Gautier [1835]

George Meredith This gentleman is my friend, Mr. Woodseer.’ Sir Meeson Corby was a plump little beau of forty, at war with his fat and accounting his tight blue tail coat and brass buttons a victory. The Amazing Marriage by George Meredith [1895]

D. H. Lawrence The doctor had flung the blue mug downstairs. The Lost Girl by D. H. Lawrence

Grey herring-bone suit, a bit the worse for wear, blue overcoat costing fifty shillings, bowler hat, and no gloves. Coming up for Air by George Orwell

John Galsworthy Her mother was in blue stockingette and a brown study; her father in a white felt hat and the vinery. To Let by John Galsworthy

Miles Franklin The blue senna flowers along the river gave place to the white bloom of the tea-tree. My Brilliant Career by Miles Franklin

D. H. Lawrence They were a mixed lot — taxi-drivers, a group of builders who were putting a new inside into one of the big houses opposite, and then two men in blue overalls, some sort of mechanics. Kangaroo by D. H. Lawrence

What a noble look this girl has! — an air that only comes after generations of blue blood untainted by vulgar admixture. The Lovels of Arden by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1871]

G. K. Chesterton He only heard the heathen men, Whose eyes are blue and bleak, Singing about some cruel thing Done by a great and smiling king In daylight on a deck. The Ballad of the White Horse by G. K. Chesterton [1911]

H. G. Wells The view was chiefly of blue sky, and that was combined with the most unpleasant physical sensations. A Story of the Stone Age by H. G. Wells [1897]

D. H. Lawrence His blue eyes went quickly from one to the other — he was not quite sure of his ground with these English people. Women in Love by D. H. Lawrence

E. Phillips Oppenheim He was looking out through the network of luxurious shrubs to where the blue sea was dotted everywhere with white sails. The Long Arm of Mannister by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1909]

Marjorie Bowen His voice was gentle; Ambrogio’s voice! And he is Ambrogio, and — tonight, tonight —’ Her eyes fell on the long blue hooded cloak hanging on the wall near. The Viper of Milan by Marjorie Bowen [1906]

Louisa May Alcott Meg, who went shopping in the afternoon and got a ‘sweet blue muslin’, had discovered, after she had cut the breadths off, that it wouldn’t wash, which mishap made her slightly cross. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott [1868]

Thomas Wolfe For even as she talked and laughed, her clear blue eyes were sad and full of trouble. You Can’t Go Home Again by Thomas Wolfe [1940]

He lay there with a face of deadly whiteness, a blue shade encircling his lips. The Silent Chimes by Ellen Wood

The room had been cleared of furniture; the walls had a blue and white paper recommended to Christabel within the last month as the very latest design. Judith Paris by Hugh Walpole [1931]

Virginia Woolf It was a blue pot on a Chinese stand with green brocade behind it. The Years by Virginia Woolf [1937]

The compartment was blue with pipe-smoke. The Island of Sheep by John Buchan [1936]

William Morris The said hall was lighted with candles, but not very brightly, save at the upper end; but amidmost a flickering heap of logs sent a thin line of blue smoke up to the luffer. Child Christopher and Goldilind the Fair by William Morris [1895]

H. Rider Haggard High, high above us, up into the blue air, soared their twisted snow-wreaths. King Solomon’s Mines by H. Rider Haggard

Arthur Morrison It doesn’t happen to be a blue diamond, does it?” “No — pure white; perfect. The Dorrington Deed-Box by Arthur Morrison

What dress shall I wear this evening? Do you like me best in blue or amber?” “To my eye all colours suit you. Vixen by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1879]

Willa Cather Thea wore her white summer dress and a blue sash, but Lily Fisher had a new pink silk, trimmed with white swansdown. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

D. H. Lawrence She still was bare-armed, in the half-made blue dress. The Virgin and the Gypsy by D. H. Lawrence

Mark Twain Close at hand (the witness was sailing on the lake,) it is hardly proper to call them blue at all, much less “deep” blue. The Innocents Abroad by Mark Twain

H. G. Wells He was a little old man, with pale face and peculiar watery blue eyes; his hair was a dirty grey, and he wore a shabby blue frock-coat, an ancient silk hat, and carpet slippers very much down at heel. The Crystal Egg by H. G. Wells [1897]

D.H. Lawrence In the darkness of the kitchen burned a blue bud of light. The Trespasser by D.H. Lawrence

Henry James The wicked old Atlantic has been as blue as the sapphire in my only ring — rather a good one — and as smooth as the slippery floor of Madame Galopin’s dining-room. The Point of View by Henry James [1882]

Nikolai Gogol A mysterious twilight obscured the blue sky and made everything seem indistinct and distant. A May Night by Nikolai Gogol

Anthony Trollope But, after all that, there’ll be—I’ve got it down on a piece of paper, somewhere—three grains of blue pill. Doctor Thorne by Anthony Trollope

Abraham Merri Before me was the Pacific, smooth and blue and smiling. The Moon Pool by Abraham Merri

W. H. Hudson Brown hair and blue eyes, but very deep blue. El Ombú by W. H. Hudson [1902]

I’m rather afraid you won’t like it; I should have preferred pink or blue myself, and no dado. Vixen by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1879]

Rudyard Kipling The blue tie had run as much as the khaki. Plain Tales from the Hills by Rudyard Kipling [1888]

Arthur Machen She gave him a blue ribbon, which she said would make up for it. Holy Terrors by Arthur Machen

Arthur Conan Doyle As I looked out of the window I saw the two of them, the big blue man and the limping black one, going up the street together. The Exploits of Brigadier Gerard by Arthur Conan Doyle [1896]

Elizabeth Gaskell With the deep blue of the summer sky behind her, Maggie thought she looked like an angel. The Moorland Cottage by Elizabeth Gaskell [1851]

The blue sky above her head seemed to tremble in anticipation of its destruction. Judith Paris by Hugh Walpole [1931]

John Galsworthy And after every set of passes some one would reach out and take a cigarette, and blow a blue cloud across the unclothed refectory table. The White Monkey by John Galsworthy

E. Phillips Oppenheim Just a suggestion of a woman’s dark swimming eyes, a patch of blue sky, and an acorn which swings from an oak bough above my head. The Postmaster of Market Deignton by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1897]

Elizabeth Gaskell Her figure was no longer round, but tidily draped in a blue and white bed-gown, tied round her waist by her white apron-strings, and her short red linsey petticoat showed her tidy feet and ankles. The Crooked Branch by Elizabeth Gaskell [1859]

Ford Madox Ford He was seeing the mountains between them — blue mountains and the sea and sunlit plains. The Good Soldier by Ford Madox Ford

F. Scott Fitzgerald A negligée of robin’s-egg blue laid out upon the bed diffused a faint perfume, illusive and familiar. The Beautiful and Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald [1922]

We saw the blue sky through a hole the size of an orange nearly above Don Rafael’s chair. Roads of Destiny by O. Henry [1909]

H. G. Wells As Mr. Barnstaple untied the bright white canoe with the big blue eye painted at its prow that he had chosen, Lady Stella appeared on the landing-stage. Men Like Gods by H. G. Wells [1923]

A thin, blue streak, uprising from behind the western arm of the little inlet, hung in the still air. For the term of his natural life by Marcus Clarke [1874]

Thomas Hardy Few would have supposed that the white and the blue coats of miller and soldier covered the forms of father and son. The Trumpet-Major by Thomas Hardy [1879]

Willa Cather He wore a blue coat and no cuffs. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

The glass balls, raised right up to the ceiling, hung there on hooks in a cloud of smoke, and gleamed with a blue light. In the World by Maksim Gorky

William Makepeace Thackeray I could show you resemblances to people at home, that would make them blue with rage and you crack your sides with laughter. Roundabout Papers by William Makepeace Thackeray [1860-63]

Thomas Hardy These eyes were blue; blue as autumn distance — blue as the blue we see between the retreating mouldings of hills and woody slopes on a sunny September morning. A Pair of Blue Eyes by Thomas Hardy [1899]

G. K. Chesterton He knew that Our Lady’s robes were blue before he knew the wild roses round her feet were red. The Ball and the Cross by G. K. Chesterton [1909]

A nice boy, with a round, very young, eager face, blue eyes like a baby, and hair so fair that you’d think he peroxided it. Coming up for Air by George Orwell

D. H. Lawrence The figure of the climbing soldier scrambled out on to the terrace up above, and moved, blue and distinct, among the bright green grass. The Prussian Officer and other stories by D. H. Lawrence

A lady and gentleman, arm-inarm: she in a hat and blue feather and dainty lace parasol; and he with bent head and words softened to a whisper. Our First Term at Oxford by Ellen Wood [1873]

The blue suit was fashionable if rather too pronounced in cut, and the same might be said of the grey overcoat. The Man in the Queue by Josephine Tey

Clouds had gathered over the sky, and though the moon gleamed at times in the gaps that they left in blue air, her beam was more hazy and dulled. A Strange Story by Edward Bulwer-Lytton [1862]

Arthur Conan Doyle He looked me up and down with a searching light blue eye. The Lost World by Arthur Conan Doyle [1912]

Henry David Thoreau In clear weather, in summer, they appear blue at a little distance, especially if agitated, and at a great distance all appear alike. Walden by Henry David Thoreau

Sarah Orne Jewett Nothing happened but a quiet evening and some delightful plans that we made about going to Green Island, and on the morrow there was the clear sunshine and blue sky of another day. The Country of the Pointed Firs by Sarah Orne Jewett [1896]

Virginia Woolf Below, the sea was still blue and the roofs still brown and white, though the day was fading rapidly. The Voyage Out by Virginia Woolf [1915]

Arthur Conan Doyle Hour after hour the broad stream flowed sedately across the deep blue background, worlds and systems drifting majestically overhead, and pouring over the dark horizon. The Tragedy of the Korosko by Arthur Conan Doyle [1898]

The blue butterflies astir like living cornflowers amongst the bearded barley, and the dainty grace of the oats. Signa by Ouida

Henry Lawson The Exception is an outcast amongst bush outcasts, and looks better fitted for Sydney Domain. He lies on the bottom of a galvanized-iron case, with a piece of blue blanket for a pillow. While the Billy Boils by Henry Lawson

Abraham Merri His blue eyes were clear and fearless, filled with a laughing recklessness; touched, too, with half fierce ruthlessness. The Ship of Ishtar by Abraham Merri

Jack London His eyes were blue and round, shaded by long lashes, and wide apart. The People of the Abyss by Jack London [1903]

Mary Webb On sunny slopes the hyacinths pushed out close-packed buds between their covering leaves; soon they would spread their grave blue like a prayer-carpet. Gone to Earth by Mary Webb [1917]

H. G. Wells It was clearly a large space, and lit no doubt by some rivulet of the same blue light that we had seen flow from the beating machinery. First Men in the Moon by H. G. Wells [1901]

Health and reformation, young lady!” Barbara smiled and glanced at him with her pretty blue eyes, so full of love. East Lynne by Ellen Wood [1861]

H. G. Wells Though somewhere I’ve read of Sunday afternoons that —” “But, that,” said Graham, glancing back at the receding blue and white. When the Sleeper Wakes by H. G. Wells [1899]

Arthur Conan Doyle The blue reeks of smoke from the cottages gave the whole widespread landscape an air of settled order and homely comfort. The Poison Belt by Arthur Conan Doyle [1913]

Sinclair Lewis And he, feeling a little cramped in a new double-breasted blue serge coat, solemnly served the beer, and sometimes a guest perceived that here was an honest and solid dentist upon whom to depend. Land by Sinclair Lewis

Walter Scott From one of the highest turrets, which could still be distinguished as it rose against the clear blue sky, there gleamed a light like that of a candle within the building. Woodstock by Walter Scott [1855]

John Galsworthy Dartie was lying on the bed in his dressing-room, fully redressed in a blue serge suit and pumps; his arms were crossed behind his head, and an extinct cigarette drooped from his mouth. In Chancery by John Galsworthy

His eyes were the brightest and lightest blue and the hopefulest that I ever saw. Roads of Destiny by O. Henry [1909]

Virginia Woolf Eleanor was glad to wrap herself in a blue dressing-gown; she wrapped it round her and sat holding her plate on her knees. The Years by Virginia Woolf [1937]

G. K. Chesterton He only heard the heathen men, Whose eyes are blue and blind, Singing what shameful things are done Between the sunlit sea and the sun When the land is left behind. The Ballad of the White Horse by G. K. Chesterton [1911]

F. Scott Fitzgerald She wore a blue gingham dress, rimmed at throat and shoulders with a white edging that accentuated her tan. All the Sad Young Men by F. Scott Fitzgerald [1926]

Virginia Woolf What did matter than? What was the meaning of it all? All that evening the clouds gathered, until they closed entirely over the blue of the sky. The Voyage Out by Virginia Woolf [1915]

Virginia Woolf The woods throb blue and green, and gradually the fields drink in red, gold, brown. The Waves by Virginia Woolf [1931]

D. H. Lawrence Only her large eyes looked blue in their tiredness, as she glanced down at Ciccio. He seemed to her far away. The Lost Girl by D. H. Lawrence

H. G. Wells Her pretty white neck and the little curls that nestled there, and her white shoulder were in the sun, and all the grace of her body was in the cool blue shadow. Twelve Stories and a Dream by H. G. Wells [1903]

Bram Stoker All the manuscript had been burned, and the blue flames were flickering amongst the white ashes. Dracula by Bram Stoker [1897]

H. G. Wells The blue canvas that bulked so largely in his first impression of the city ways appeared again and again as the costume of the common people. When the Sleeper Wakes by H. G. Wells [1899]

D. H. Lawrence He just opened his wide blue eyes wider, and took a child-like, silent dignity there was no getting past. The Princess by D. H. Lawrence [1925]

Robert Louis Stevenson Henry was in a kilt of gray shawl, with a blue jacket, white shirt and black necktie, and looked like a dark genteel guest in a Highland shooting-box. Vailima Letters by Robert Louis Stevenson

Florence Dixie The yellow curls lay motionless on her lap, and Maeva, passing her hands gently over his face, closed the blue eyes for ever, for she knew that Esca was dead. Redeemed in Blood by Florence Dixie [1889]

Under the arms were very large pockets, and from out of one of them peeped a blue spotted handkerchief. The Widow Lerouge by Émile Gaboriau

For days past we’d been having the kind of beastly weather that people call ‘bright’ weather, when the sky’s a cold hard blue and the wind scrapes you like a blunt razor-blade. Coming up for Air by George Orwell

Abraham Merri I began to feel thirst — and the blue semblance of water within the silvery rim seemed to glint mockingly as my eyes rested on it. The Moon Pool by Abraham Merri

I can picture her, Herrick, a chubby-cheeked rustic beauty, all white muslin and blue ribbons. Mohawks by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1886]

And there was a back number of some magazine with a blue cover which had a short story of D. H. Lawrence’s in it. Coming up for Air by George Orwell

Bram Stoker To die like a sailor in blue water, no man can object. Dracula by Bram Stoker [1897]

But I don’t mind admitting that I’m in a blue funk. Greenmantle by John Buchan

Presently a light line of blue smoke-puffs broke out along the edge of the wood in front, succeeded by a crackle of rifles. Tales of Soldiers and Civilians by Ambrose Bierce

A loving, somewhat melancholy gleam flashed from the depths of his round, blue eyes. Mother by Maksim Gorky

H. G. Wells He had had to explain the blue suit, the sandals, the Desert Dervishes — everything. The War in the Air by H. G. Wells [1908]

Anton Chekhov Thanks to me, she did not sleep a wink all night, and in the morning she appeared at breakfast with blue rings round her eyes. The Chorus Girl and other stories by Anton Chekhov

Twelve men waited in the yard, some in their shirt-sleeves, some in blue aprons. Shirley by Charlotte Bronte [1849]

George Gissing On the head of the sofa lay a covering worked of blue and yellow Berlin wools. Demos by George Gissing [1886]

Pale blue and faded yellow silk cushions softened the formal angularity of the wide cane-seated couch and low, square chairs. Studies in Love and Terror by Marie Belloc Lowndes [1913]

D. H. Lawrence Here they were shut up together in this cell of golden-coloured wood, with two blue checked beds. Women in Love by D. H. Lawrence

He sank down upon it, blue to the lips. The Dark Cottage by Mary Cholmondeley [1921]

The stars were shining on the calm blue water; here and there lights, looking like stars also, twinkled from some vessels at anchor. Rose Lodge by Ellen Wood [1876]

An excellent range polished to excess occupied one end of the room; a dresser with blue and white china adorned the other. The Secret Passage by Fergus Hume

H. G. Wells This effect of progressive size was enhanced by a thin haze of faintly phosphorescent blue incense that thickened as one advanced, and robbed even the nearer figures of clearness. First Men in the Moon by H. G. Wells [1901]

Edgar Allan Poe It was a blue stockinett, with large white stripes running across. The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket by Edgar Allan Poe

Virginia Woolf A blue air-ball gently bumped the surface. Jacob’s Room by Virginia Woolf [1920]

The porter was a vast functionary in blue and gold, with a severe eye. Castle Gay by John Buchan [1930]

Arnold Bennett As they approached the Clowes Hospital Edwin saw a nurse in a bonnet, white bow, and fluent blue robe emerging from the shrubbery and putting up an umbrella. These Twain by Arnold Bennett [1916]

Her eyes were large and serious; in their quiet depths burned a blue light which lit up the pale, sharp-nosed face. In the World by Maksim Gorky

In the icon-painter’s workshop they often sang the Seminarski song: “O blue sea, Stormy sea . In the World by Maksim Gorky

H. G. Wells He was a short man, bald, with a little fair curly beard and hair and watery blue eyes, and he was preaching that the end of the world drew near. In the Days of the Comet by H. G. Wells [1906]

Guy de Maupassan The air was cool, although it was the middle of August; the wind was from the north, and the sun blazed down unpityingly from the blue sky. The History of a Heart by Guy de Maupassan

R. D. Blackmore Dandy as he generally was, he looked unusually smart this time, with snow-white ducks and a velvet waistcoat, pumps like a dressing-glass, lace to his shirt, and a blue coat with gold buttons. Mary Anerley by R. D. Blackmore [1880]

D. H. Lawrence Himself in black, made a flickering black spot in the delicate pallor of the great landscape, where even pine trees at a distance take a film of blue paler than their green. The Princess by D. H. Lawrence [1925]

H. G. Wells She nodded, with her open eyes on his—eyes that looked now very blue and very grave, and her lips a little apart. Marriage by H. G. Wells [1912]

Willa Cather He looked about over the roofs; all was blue and still, with the well-built chimneys that were never used now standing up dark and mournful. Youth and the Bright Medusa by Willa Cather [1920]

George MacDonald But in truth I had never before seen a face so alive, or a look so keen or so friendly as that in his pale blue eyes, which yet had a haze about them as if they had done much weeping. Lilith by George MacDonald

E. Phillips Oppenheim The coachman, with powdered hair and the dark blue Deringham livery, sat perfectly motionless, his head bent a little forward, and his eyes fixed upon his horses’ ears. Mysterious Mr. Sabin by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1898]

The walls were covered with portraits of Damers. Michael’s grandfather in a blue frock coat and light grey trousers. The Dark Cottage by Mary Cholmondeley [1921]

D. H. Lawrence She wore a dress of dark-blue silky stuff, with ruches of blue and green linen lace in the neck and sleeves; and she had emerald-green stockings. Women in Love by D. H. Lawrence

Willa Cather Some of them carried paper suitcases tied up with rope, some brought all they had in a blue handkerchief. One of Ours by Willa Cather [1922]

E. Nesbi There was only just time for Bobbie to make herself tidy and tie up her hair with a blue bow before a little bell rang. The Railway Children by E. Nesbi

Rudyard Kipling We have now all five blue stones. Kim by Rudyard Kipling [1901]

They were much alike in the remarkable symmetry both of figure and feature, the colour of the deep blue eye, and fairness of complexion. The Heir of Redclyffe by Charlotte M. Yonge [1853]

Charles Dickens Presently I saw his blue lips again, breathing on the tinder, and then a flare of light flashed up, and showed me Orlick. Whom I had looked for, I don’t know. Great Expectations by Charles Dickens [1860]

Sir Walter Scott A blue bonnet of unusual dimensions covered the grey hairs of the pious workman. Old Mortality by Sir Walter Scott [1816]

Such was the Swagman; and Ryan knew   Nothing about could pace the crack; Little he’d care for the man in blue   If once he got on the Swagman’s back. The Man from Snowy River and other verses by A. B. Paterson

Guy de Maupassan A gray skirt, too short, fell to the middle of her legs, which were encased in blue stockings. The Moribund by Guy de Maupassan

Margaret Oliphant Miss Wodehouse silently concluded that perhaps it might be dangerous for the young man, who knew no better, and that Lady Western always looked well in a blue dress. Salem Chapel by Margaret Oliphant [1862]

G. K. Chesterton He would hardly have been surprised if from under the lid of one of the porcelain pots standing in a corner had come a serpentine string of blue or yellow smoke, as if some wizard’s oil were within. The Flying Inn by G. K. Chesterton [1914]

Toward sunset, the whole western horizon was covered with myriads of little lilac and gold clouds, floating in every fantastic form over the bright blue of the heavens. Life in Mexico by Frances Calderon de la Barca [1843]

Henry Handel Richardson And while she could never have been numbered among the handsome ones of her profession, there was yet a certain kindliness in the smallish blue eyes, and in her jocose manner of treating him. Maurice Guest by Henry Handel Richardson

Arthur Machen He wore the fashionable evening dress of 1803: a blue coat with gilt buttons, white waistcoat, and tight pantaloons, and a gold-headed dress cane was in his hand. Dreads and Drolls by Arthur Machen

George Eliot I mingled them confusedly in my thought with glimpses of blue water and delicate floating cloud, with the notes of birds and the distant glitter of the glacier. The Lifted Veil by George Eliot [1859]