Phrases with "grey"

Henry Lawson He had red hair and small, twinkling, grey eyes, and — what often goes with such things — the expression of a born comedian. While the Billy Boils by Henry Lawson

H. G. Wells I think I shall wear my alpaca jacket — it is quite warm enough — and my grey felt hat and brown shoes. The Stolen Bacillus and other incidents by H. G. Wells [1895]

D. H. Lawrence He was a large man, wearing a loose grey suit, and sprawling in the large grey arm-chair. Aaron’s Rod by D. H. Lawrence

D. H. Lawrence Only he seemed to have passed through many grey domestic apartments, where were all women, all greyish in their clothes and appearance, being wives of the underground tin-miners. Aaron’s Rod by D. H. Lawrence

Edith Wharton He knew what was in it before he broke the seal — a grey seal with BEYOND! beneath a flying ship. The House of Mirth by Edith Wharton [1905]

John Galsworthy If she did not precisely suggest the Keltic twilight, she had dark hair and large grey eyes, composed music, wrote stories and poems, and played on the violin. On Forsyte ’Change by John Galsworthy

Elizabeth Gaskell For instance, on the present occasion, there was a farmer present, with his wife, who was notoriously the grey mare. Mr. Harrison’s Confessions by Elizabeth Gaskell [1851]

Arthur Conan Doyle Already we could see through the window that the stars had begun to fade and a grey light to appear in the east. The Mystery of Cloomber by Arthur Conan Doyle [1889]

This feature is described as being four or five times larger than the Jebel el-Abyaz (proper); and the specimens of quartz and grey granite proved it to be of the same formation. The Land of Midian by Richard F. Burton [1879]

Arthur Morrison For my part I was dimly perplexed to see that neither was he; though the grey was still under his eyes, and his face seemed pinched and older. The Hole in the Wall by Arthur Morrison

Ford Madox Ford Rough, grey stone! Half-round, he looked across the famous four counties; half round, the other way on, he could see up the grass-slope to the hedge on the road-side. Last Post by Ford Madox Ford [1928]

E. Nesbi It was like a grey satin ribbon between the dusky green silk of the meadows that were on each side of its banks. The Railway Children by E. Nesbi

The Sergeant’s light cold grey eye glided again round the room, and there was another silence awfully trying to our good friend Marjory. “I THINK, ma’am, the boy’s in the house. The Wyvern Mystery by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

William Hope Hodgson And there, along the further edge of that great depth, were the Towers, each, maybe, a mile high, grey and quiet; but with a shimmer upon them. The Night Land by William Hope Hodgson

D. H. Lawrence And when the fabric becomes grey and machine-made, some strange clarion-call makes men start to smash it up. Kangaroo by D. H. Lawrence

Algernon Blackwood It had a grey and yellow face, and it moved through all its parts. Sand by Algernon Blackwood [1912]

The plain on either side of them was grey with melting snow. The King in Yellow by Robert W. Chambers

Zadok Brown, the Cumberlands’ coachman, declared that Arthur’s cutter and what he called the grey mare had been out that night. The House of the Whispering Pines by Anna Katharine Green

My hair has become nearly grey — my voice, unused now to utter sound, comes strangely on my ears. The Last Man by Mary Shelley

Thomas Hardy The boy had stepped beyond the solid ground; the heather now gave way, and down he rolled over the scarp of grey sand to the very foot of the man. Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy

E. Phillips Oppenheim You can bring no light into those still grey eyes, nor a single tinge of colour into the pale cheeks. The Postmaster of Market Deignton by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1897]

D.H. Lawrence He is a little, shrivelled man, with close-cropped grey hair on his skull, and a protruding jaw, which, with his gesticulations, always makes me think of an ancient, aristocratic monkey. Twilight in Italy by D.H. Lawrence [1916]

William Morris Wide lies the mead as of old, and the river is creeping along By the side of the elm-clad bank that turns its weedy stream, And grey o’er its hither lip the quivering rushes gleam. The Pilgrims of Hope by William Morris [1915]

The Rector looked down and saw that the grey tweed of his trousers was black, and his shoes an oozing pulp. Brat Farrar by Josephine Tey

Willa Cather His dearest pleasures were the grey winter twilights in his sitting-room; his quiet enjoyment of his flowers, his clothes, his wide divan, his cigarette and his sense of power. Youth and the Bright Medusa by Willa Cather [1920]

Henry Kingsley A tall, courtly, grizzled-looking man he was, with clear grey eyes, and a modulated harmonious voice. The Recollections of Geoffrey Hamlyn by Henry Kingsley [1859]

Anthony Trollope Emilius is not a tall man, and, even though Meager had a grey coat, there is no evidence to show that Emilius ever wore it. Phineas Redux by Anthony Trollope

H. G. Wells Her face was grey because the sunset was fading out of the sky. Twelve Stories and a Dream by H. G. Wells [1903]

Andrew Lang Reflected in the still pool he saw many white shapes, with long necks and golden bills, and, without thinking, he looked for the dull grey body and the awkward skinny neck. The Orange Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

G. K. Chesterton Against that blue marble sea he might almost have been one of its old marble statues that are faultless in line but show nothing but shades of grey or white. The Flying Inn by G. K. Chesterton [1914]

Elizabeth Von Arnim And behind them, bright in sunshine, were old grey walls — the mediaeval castle — she saw it — they were there . The Enchanted April by Elizabeth Von Arnim [1922]

Henry Kingsley East and west the headlands stretch out a mile or more, forming a fine bay open to the north; while behind, landward, the downs roll up above the woodlands, a bare expanse of grass and grey stone. Ravenshoe by Henry Kingsley [1861]

The grey wolf knows me; by one ear I lead along the woodland deer; The hares run by me growing bold. Collected Poems by William Butler Yeats

There entered a tall man, with long grey hair, clad in the attire of a superior mechanic. The Crime and the Criminal by Richard Marsh [1897]

James Joyce The air was soft and grey and mild and evening was coming. A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce

H. Rider Haggard I did not like the look of his cold grey eye as he fixed it on us. Allan Quatermain by H. Rider Haggard

Thomas Wolfe It was then that one noticed the somewhat fatigued and minutely wrinkled spaces round her eyes and some strands of grey that were beginning to sprinkle her dark-brown hair. You Can’t Go Home Again by Thomas Wolfe [1940]

For these sons had hard, bad natures; and were doing their best to bring down their father’s grey hairs with sorrow to the grave. A Day in Briar Wood by Ellen Wood [1877]

John Galsworthy A man in a grey top hat, grey-bearded, with thin brown, folded cheeks, and a certain elegance of posture, sat there with a woman in a lawn-coloured frock, whose dark eyes were fixed on himself. To Let by John Galsworthy

He was a sallow, dark man, with iron grey hair cut close to his head, a hard mouth, a cold grey eye, and a deep furrow between his brows. Monsieur Maurice by Amelia B. Edwards [1873]

Mr. Danvers was riding his tall, grey horse at a walk, under the wide branches toward the house, and we waited to see him get off at the door. Uncle Silas by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Henry Handel Richardson At a little distance from the shore the grey water became one with a bank of vapour; the yellow cliffs vanished; suns neither rose nor set. The Way Home by Henry Handel Richardson

George Meredith Thy frame is as a dusty mantle hung, O grey one! pendant on a loosened peg. Poems and Lyrics of the Joy of Earth by George Meredith [1883]

That grey wilderness, arched by grey heaven stooping to grey sea, is a fitting keeper of hideous secrets. For the term of his natural life by Marcus Clarke [1874]

A grey frog would approach a green, when each would appear to become fascinated by the appearance of the other. Tropic Days by E. J. Banfield

E. Phillips Oppenheim Joseph, with a new white waistcoat and his scrubby grey hair carefully brushed in honour of the occasion, appeared to be the perfect type of the capable major-domo. The Strange Boarders of Palace Crescent by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1934]

Jack London The grey cub could not understand this. White Fang by Jack London [1906]

H.P. Lovecraft As I looked at him I saw that the back of his head was almost as hairless as his face, having only a few straggling yellow strands upon a grey scabrous surface. The Shadow over Innsmouth by H.P. Lovecraft [1931]

D. H. Lawrence There passed a space of shadow again, the familiarity of dread-worship, during which she was moved, oblivious, to Cossethay. There, at first, there was nothing-just grey nothing. The Rainbow by D. H. Lawrence

Gustave Flauber The beams of the ceiling were mouldy, the walls black with smoke and the windows grey with dust. A Simple Soul by Gustave Flauber

The look of age, which had been so strong upon him half an hour before, faded out like a grey morning shadow under the broadening sunlight. Eleanor's Victory by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1863]

Robert Louis Stevenson There was no colour more brilliant than a heather mixture; ‘My Johnny’s grey breeks,’ well polished over the oar on the boat’s thwart, entered largely into its composition. Essays of Travel by Robert Louis Stevenson

Now fareth the King with his men to sleep, So fair upriseth the rim of the sun, And dim the maids from the Queen’s bower creep, So grey is the sea when day is done. Poems by the Way by William Morris [1891]

Edith Wharton Her hair was as grey as her companion’s, her face as bloodless and shrivelled, but amber-tinted, with swarthy shadows sharpening the nose and hollowing the temples. Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton [1911]

Sir Walter Scott The rocks now receded, but still showed their grey and shaggy crests rising among the copse-wood. Waverley by Sir Walter Scott [1829]

M. P. Shiel The mountains donned grey veils of pudicity, low-lashed matin nuns after the glut and riot of a night. Shapes in the Fire by M. P. Shiel [1896]

The solitary bell of his own little brown church was ringing for the first mass when he reached the hills above the farm of Fiastra, tolling sadly through the grey winter‐fog. Signa by Ouida

H. G. Wells But the story of Mr. Britling’s son and Mr. Britling’s grey matter could be repeated with ten thousand variations. An Experiment in Autobiography by H. G. Wells

It was a delicate and wonderful picture, something expressive, suggestive, and desolate, a symphony in grey and black — a Whistler. But the next thing said by the voice behind me made me turn round. The Partner by Joseph Conrad [1915]

Professor Mildmay was buried in his clothes, wrapped round with a grey blanket which Ellister took from his own house. The Man of Death by Arthur Gask [1945]

Elizabeth Gaskell You’ll not see among the Manchester wenches such fresh rosy cheeks, or such black lashes to grey eyes (making them look like black), as my wife and Esther had. Mary Barton by Elizabeth Gaskell [1848]

Benjamin Disraeli Above the spring had been erected a Gothic arch of grey stone, round which grew a few fine birch-trees. Vivian Grey by Benjamin Disraeli [1827]

Before we went below we both looked for a moment at the little grey memorial; its slender fretted arch outlined in tender lights and darks above the hollow on the Alsen shore. The Riddle of the Sands by Erskine Childers [1903]

E. F. Benson The moment infinitesimal in duration but infinite in sensation, just before the sun rises, when the grey shrouded river is struck suddenly out of darkness, and becomes a sheet of green bronze. At Abdul Ali’s Grave by E. F. Benson

H.G. Wells The Angel seemed to leap into the air, a pair of grey wings flashed out at the Squire, he saw a face bearing down upon him, full of the wild beauty of passionate anger. The Wonderful Visit by H.G. Wells [1895]

D. H. Lawrence How grey he was at the temples! No wonder, dear me, with such a life! He was in his shirt-sleeves. The Lost Girl by D. H. Lawrence

Watkin Tench Hitherto I have spoken only of the large, or grey kangaroo, to which the natives give the name of ‘patagaran’. A Complete Account of the Settlement at Port Jackson by Watkin Tench

The sun had gone, and a grey mist blotted out the lines of the country. The Man in the Queue by Josephine Tey

The coloured light of the hall had given the place to a sort of grey twilight . The Haunted Woman by David Lindsay [1922]

D. H. Lawrence Her face had an aristocratic arched nose, aristocratic, who-the-devil-are-you grey eyes, and cheeks rather long but also rather full. Mother and Daughter by D. H. Lawrence [1929]

Virginia Woolf In the background I perceive shops and houses; also the grey spires of a city church. The Waves by Virginia Woolf [1931]

Edith Wharton On the farther side of the hemlock belt the open country rolled away before them grey and lonely under the stars. Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton [1911]

Algernon Blackwood The grey light of dawn that dropped, cold and glimmering, between the trees revealed the scene tolerably well. The Wendigo by Algernon Blackwood [1910]

I HAVE met them at close of day Coming with vivid faces From counter or desk among grey Eighteenth-century houses. Collected Poems by William Butler Yeats

H. Rider Haggard As Leonard spoke, he noticed that the blackness of the night was turning grey with the light of the unrisen moon. The People of the Mist by H. Rider Haggard

E. Phillips Oppenheim A little pile of grey ashes was all that remained of the sealed packet which she had placed within the bars only a few seconds ago. Mysterious Mr. Sabin by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1898]

D. H. Lawrence But she picks up her two skirt-knees, and with her thin legs in grey stockings starts with a mad rush after the train. Sea and Sardinia by D. H. Lawrence [1921]

A. E. W. Mason But grey hair is frequent in the Soudan, and his unlined face still showed that he was young. The Four Feathers by A. E. W. Mason [1902]

T. E. Lawrence Always they came, day after day, till the desert, which had been trackless when we came, was starred out with grey roads. Seven Pillars of Wisdom by T. E. Lawrence [1926]

Algernon Blackwood Through the transom over the front door stole the grey light of the late autumn dawn; the hall furniture was visible, chairs, hat-rack, wooden chests that held the motor rugs. The Bright Messenger by Algernon Blackwood [1922]

On a patch of turf close to a grey stone bridge he had out his Walton and read the chapter on “The Chavender or Chub.” The collocation of words delighted him and inspired him to verse. Huntingtower by John Buchan [1922]

Marjorie Bowen Graziosa’s lover was of medium height, a slight man, with beautiful grey eyes. The Viper of Milan by Marjorie Bowen [1906]

D. H. Lawrence She wore delicate combinations of grey and pink, maybe with a darkening iron-grey touch, and her jewels were of soft old coloured paste. Mother and Daughter by D. H. Lawrence [1929]

Thomas Hardy She said no more about the Black Diamond; but whenever they ascended a hill she turned her head to look at the lights in Portland Roads, and the grey expanse of intervening sea. The Trumpet-Major by Thomas Hardy [1879]

Ann Radcliffe It was late in the day when the guide pointed out the grey walls of an edifice, which crowned the acclivity they were approaching. The Italian by Ann Radcliffe [1796]

Walter Scott This person she described as a respectable elderly-looking man, grey-bearded, and wearing a grey coat, with Lombard sleeves of the auld fashion. Letters on Demonology and Witchcraft by Walter Scott [1831]

D. H. Lawrence It was level with the grey conical roof of the Baptistery. Here sat Aaron and Lilly in the afternoon, in the last of the lovely autumn sunshine. Aaron’s Rod by D. H. Lawrence

Arthur Conan Doyle Strange as was the form, the meaning was clear enough; so Ida hastened to her room, and had hardly slipped on her light grey cycling dress when she saw the tandem with its large occupant at the door. Beyond the City by Arthur Conan Doyle [1892]

When winter came he bought three of the poorest girls warm, grey ulsters, such as were then fashionable, to go to church in. Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson [1945]

All about me were little fields enclosed with walls of grey stone and full of dim sheep. Mr. Standfast by John Buchan [1919]

M. R. James It was clad in ragged, yellowish linen, and the bare skin, where it could be seen, had long grey hair upon it. Ghost Stories of an Antiquary by M. R. James

D. H. Lawrence But now his face was all red and softened and inflamed, his eyes had gone small and wicked under his bushy grey brows. Aaron’s Rod by D. H. Lawrence

Rudyard Kipling I may be killed, but not for that reason,” and he smiled a little pale grey smile that made my blood run cold. Puck of Pook’s Hill by Rudyard Kipling [1906]

Ford Madox Ford Glorvina was a fiftyish lady with a pointed, grey face and a hard aspect; but when she was inclined to be witty or to plead earnestly she had a kind manner. Some Do Not . . . by Ford Madox Ford [1924]

He had a fine strong face with good clear-cut features and a pair of very thoughtful grey eyes. Cloud the Smiter by Arthur Gask [1926]

The sky was grey and so low that his outlook was bounded by a cabbage garden, while a surly wind prophesied rain. Huntingtower by John Buchan [1922]

Florence Dixie Are you not my friend ? It is but natural that I should,” replied the girl simply, as she looked into his blue pleading eyes with her large, grave, grey ones. Redeemed in Blood by Florence Dixie [1889]

H. G. Wells Then suddenly, far in front of me, I saw first one and then several figures emerging from the bushes, — Moreau, with his grey staghound, then Montgomery, and two others. The Island of Doctor Moreau by H. G. Wells [1896]

H. G. Wells He fancied he saw a column of smoke rising out of the distant grey haze. The War of the Worlds by H. G. Wells [1898]

His clothes were of the cut you might expect to get at Lobito Bay, he was as lean as a rake, deeply browned with the sun, and there was a lot of grey in his beard. Greenmantle by John Buchan

Ivan Turgenev Ten years passed in this way, grey and fruitless years, but they sped by terribly quickly. Fathers and Sons by Ivan Turgenev

G. K. Chesterton Map of the Seat of War. Buck, who was idly dabbing the ash of his cigar on the ash-tray, began to move it deliberately over the table, making feathery grey lines, a kind of map. The Napoleon of Notting Hill by G. K. Chesterton

H. G. Wells A little point of light shone on the further bend of the curve, and the grey sweep of the sandy beach lay faint under the starlight. The Island of Doctor Moreau by H. G. Wells [1896]

E. Nesbi The sun was setting in red splendour over the grey and purple hills, and the canal lay smooth and shiny in the shadow — no ripple broke its surface. The Railway Children by E. Nesbi

Anthony Trollope The squire took him to the church in the morning, dressed in a blue frock coat, brown trousers, and a grey cravat. Lady Anna by Anthony Trollope

Virginia Woolf The light in the garden told her that; and the whitening of the flowers and something grey in the leaves conspired together, to rouse in her a feeling of anxiety. To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf [1927]

Rosalind in her womanly robes, and not her forester’s dress of grey and green; for the painter had chosen the scene in which Celia promises to share her cousin’s exile. Eleanor's Victory by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1863]

She was maybe sixty years in age, small and trig, with her grey hair folded neatly under her mutch. The Outgoing of the Tide by John Buchan [1902]

Abraham Merri It was as though the grey rock stood in the centre of a shallow cup — revealing half, covering half. The Moon Pool by Abraham Merri

D.H. Lawrence And looking down the bill, among the grey smoke of olive leaves, pink puffs of smoke are rising up. Twilight in Italy by D.H. Lawrence [1916]

Florence Dixie Tell me, whither has he gone ?” “Why do you ask me?” inquired Maeva, her great grey eyes opening wide, as she fixed them on the bold, bad woman before her. Redeemed in Blood by Florence Dixie [1889]

The grey weather had brought on the dark prematurely, and in the half-light it seemed that this ravine was blocked by an unscalable mass of rock. Huntingtower by John Buchan [1922]

It was a small volume in grey paper boards with a white label on the back, and it was lettered: “Whorls—John Heritage’s Book.” He turned the pages and read a little. Huntingtower by John Buchan [1922]

H. G. Wells Then he looked through the pillars of the trees and net-work of creeper stems, to where in the dim grey shadow the blue-clad body of the Chinaman was still indistinctly visible. The Stolen Bacillus and other incidents by H. G. Wells [1895]

There was a new intelligence in her dull grey eyes. The Cloven Foot by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1879]

Elizabeth Gaskell He wore drab-coloured knee-breeches, grey worsted stockings (I thought I knew the maker), and strong-nailed shoes. Cousin Phillis by Elizabeth Gaskell [1864]

In the garden we wandered while day waned apace And the thunder was dying aloof; Till the moon o’er the minster-wall lifted his face, And grey gleamed out the lead of the roof. Poems by the Way by William Morris [1891]

Henry Handel Richardson Over the fathomless grey seas that tossed between, dissevering the ancient and gigantic continent from the tiny motherland, unsettling rumours ran. Australia Felix by Henry Handel Richardson

D. H. Lawrence For the rest, all was grey rain-mist and complete darkness. Lady Chatterley’s Lover by D. H. Lawrence

The freckled man who goes To a grey place on a hill In grey Connemara clothes At dawn to cast his flies, It’s long since I began To call up to the eyes This wise and simple man. Collected Poems by William Butler Yeats

Leslie Stephen He is described in that mad book, Amory’s John Buncle, as tall, thin, ungainly, white-faced, with light grey goggle eyes, purblind, splay-footed, and “baker-kneed. Alexander Pope by Leslie Stephen [1880]

H. G. Wells Every love romance I read seemed to mock our dull intercourse, every poem, every beautiful picture reflected upon the uneventful succession of grey hours we had together. Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells [1909]

Arnold Bennett The skirt of her dark grey dress was torn and dirty, and the usually trim Nella looked as though she had been shot down a canvas fire-escape. The Grand Babylon Hotel by Arnold Bennett [1902]

The next moment the young man in grey had placed the toy in her hand. For the term of his natural life by Marcus Clarke [1874]

Sir Walter Scott I’m a puir man — but I’m an auld man too — and what my poverty takes awa frae the weight o’ my counsel, grey hairs and a truthfu’ heart should add it twenty times. The Antiquary by Sir Walter Scott [1816]

James Joyce The sailors’ eyes were blue and grey and even black. Dubliners by James Joyce

She stood by the window and looked out dully at a grey cat walking a grey fence in a grey backyard. The Four Million by O. Henry [1906]

Algernon Blackwood Behind the spread grey masque of apparent death lay stores of accumulated life, ready to break forth at any point. Sand by Algernon Blackwood [1912]

D. H. Lawrence There was a wisp of sunshine from a grey sky. The Captain’s Doll by D. H. Lawrence

H. G. Wells Whatever you become, you promise and swear here and now never to be grey and grubby, never to be humpy and snuffy, never to be respectable and modest and dull and a little fat, like—like everybody. The Passionate Friends by H. G. Wells [1913]

D. H. Lawrence Her odd, whimsical petulance hid a will which he, and he alone, knew to be stronger than steel, strong as a diabolical, cold, grey snake that presses and presses and cannot-relax: nay, cannot relax. Aaron’s Rod by D. H. Lawrence

E. Phillips Oppenheim She’s lunching with a young man in grey tweeds. The Passionate Quest by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1924]

John Galsworthy And — there was Hubert’s business! Hubert Cherrell, followed by a spaniel dog and carrying a gun, was crossing the old grey flagstones of the terrace. Maid in Waiting by John Galsworthy

Jack London It was a most woeful picture, men and women waiting in the cold grey end of the day for a pauper’s shelter from the night, and I confess it almost unnerved me. The People of the Abyss by Jack London [1903]

It was a dull November day with grey sky and mist. Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson [1945]

Anthony Trollope He always wore, in summer and winter, a long dusky grey coat, which buttoned close up to his neck and descended almost to his heels. Framley Parsonage by Anthony Trollope

William Dampier The bark is smooth and of a grey colour: the leaves are as big as a large plum-leaf, jagged at the edge; they are oval, smooth, and of a dark green colour. A New Voyage Round the World by William Dampier [1697]

H. Rider Haggard She did so, and fixed her great grey eyes on him with some curiosity. Dawn by H. Rider Haggard

Over the wall are seen ancient standard plum and cherry and pear-trees, and beyond them the upper windows, and the steep, grey roof, and slender chimneys of a house as much out of date as the garden. The Wyvern Mystery by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Elizabeth Gaskell In her keen agony she read his thoughts as though they were an open page; she sate there, upright and stony, the conviction creeping over her face like the grey shadow of death. Sylvia’s Lovers by Elizabeth Gaskell [1863]

John Galsworthy The grey light failed and darkness filled her room. Over the River by John Galsworthy

Arthur Conan Doyle But it is grey for your own good. The Land of Mist by Arthur Conan Doyle [1926]

The stucco of Mr. Nash was rapidly covering with its pallid cloak the red and brown and grey of the earlier houses. Judith Paris by Hugh Walpole [1931]

He had put his out-of-door coat off, a long brown garment, and sat in a grey suit. Caromel’s Farm by Ellen Wood [1878]

The grey light of the morning showed us for the first time the ground which we had chosen for our resting-place. Eothen by Alexander William Kinglake [1844]

Pu Songling Five or six low houses, their white walls forming a line not well defined, whose low roofs were covered with grey tiles, bordered the road. Strange Stories from the Lodge of Leisures by Pu Songling [1740]

George Eliot It was a low house, with smooth grey thatch and buff walls, looking pleasant and mellow in the evening light. Adam Bede by George Eliot [1859]

Radclyffe Hall A gentle but persistent sense of depression enveloped her whole being like a soft, grey cloak; and she did not wish to shake off this cloak, but rather to fold it more closely around her. The Well of Loneliness by Radclyffe Hall

Algernon Blackwood A cold, grey light filtered down through the bushes and lay on the faintly gleaming sand. The Willows by Algernon Blackwood [1907]

Pu Songling Little by little, grey dawn designed the trellis of the windows, then the sun suddenly appeared above the horizon and darted its rays across the rents in the paper. Strange Stories from the Lodge of Leisures by Pu Songling [1740]

T. E. Lawrence To-day had a grey weather, so strange after the many thronging suns, that Newcombe and I walked stooping to look where our shadows had gone, as we talked of what I hoped, and of what he wanted. Seven Pillars of Wisdom by T. E. Lawrence [1926]

Marchurst, leaving the dead ashes cold and grey in the dark fireplace, went to his writing table, and falling on his knees he passed the rest of the night in prayer. Madame Midas by Fergus Hume

Radclyffe Hall She would wear a black tie — no, better a grey one to match the new suit with the little white pin stripe. The Well of Loneliness by Radclyffe Hall

Henry Handel Richardson Mamma and Bowey both had grey hairs on their heads, and’d been alive so many years they didn’t like to tell, but pretended they’d forgotten. The End of a Childhood by Henry Handel Richardson

Baldwin Spencer Circles of white down enclosing a central bluish grey or black patch are made to represent the skulls of men who have been killed and eaten (Fig. 80). The Native Tribes of Central Australia by Baldwin Spencer

There had been no visible reason why the long levels of grassy land should not go on for ever to the horizon; it was all part of this flat grey endless world of bog. The Singing Sands by Josephine Tey [1952]

A thin line of grey light appeared above our heads. Melmoth the Wanderer by Charles Maturin [1820]

There was a pleasant garden in the hospital grounds, and in it was a pool with gold-fishes and some small dark grey fish — bleak, I think. Homage to Catalonia by George Orwell [1938]

Nothing but the grey horse’s extreme activity got the pair safely over; he jumped it on a slant, changed feet in the heart of a furze-bush, and was lost to view. Some Experiences of an Irish R.M. by Somerville and Ross [1899]

Deep snow was underfoot, a grey sky was over us, black peaks were on all sides, but ahead in the mist of the pass was that curious castrol which I had first seen in my dream on the Erzerum road. Greenmantle by John Buchan

George Gissing She wore a plain, tight-fitting grey gown, a small straw hat of the brimless kind, and a white linen collar about her neck. Thyrza by George Gissing [1887]

Florence Dixie It was a fine, big specimen, well plumaged, and of a rich dark grey colour ; and as they discussed its appearance and the good run it had given them, Francois promised them a fat picane for dinner. Redeemed in Blood by Florence Dixie [1889]

And still is the story told to-day, So grey is the sea when day is done. Poems by the Way by William Morris [1891]

G. K. Chesterton Then comes the Impressionist, going yet deeper, who asserts that to his physical eye, which alone is certain, man is a creature with purple hair and a grey face. Varied Types by G. K. Chesterton [1903]

The house was situated about halfway down a sort of big saucer in the moor and surrounded on all sides in the near distance by the huge grey tors. The Silent Dead by Arthur Gask [1950]

Even in the darkness, against the still faintly grey western sky, the spume could be seen rising like waterspouts. Huntingtower by John Buchan [1922]

Marjorie Bowen She had a pale, shrewish face, a grey garment on, and a scratch across her cheek. The Housekeeper by Marjorie Bowen

H. Rider Haggard It was, like the ruins that lay to its rear, entirely built of grey masonry, rendered greyer still by the lichens that fed upon its walls, which were of exceeding strength and thickness. Dawn by H. Rider Haggard

H. G. Wells His voice was changed to the tone of a grey resolve. The Food of the Gods and how it came to Earth by H. G. Wells [1904]

Mary Webb She watched the grey wagtails, neat and trim in person, but wild in bearing, racing across the wet gravel like intoxicated Sunday-school teachers. Gone to Earth by Mary Webb [1917]

The latter was a tall, thin man, with a somewhat hatchet-shaped face, clean-shaven cheeks, grey hair, and shaggy eyebrows. ’Long Live the King!’ by Guy Boothby [1900]

Ivan Turgenev The discharged sergeant was a tall old man, erect and sinewy, with yellowish grey whiskers, an unshaven chin and a perfect network of wrinkles on his cheeks and forehead. The Watch by Ivan Turgenev

She had worn a palish coat and hat — grey he thought — and black slippers. The Franchise Affair by Josephine Tey

This card,’ and he lifted a square piece of grey pasteboard with a big stamp at the corner and some code words stencilled on it, ‘will be your passport. Greenmantle by John Buchan

H.P. Lovecraft For hours I waited, till the east grew grey and the stars faded, and the grey turned to roseate light edged with gold. The Nameless City by H.P. Lovecraft [1921]

H. G. Wells He saw Ostrog’s grey head receding and perceived that he was no longer held. When the Sleeper Wakes by H. G. Wells [1899]

Anthony Trollope He was a hale, good-looking man about fifty, with black hair, now turning grey at the edges, and a clean-shorn chin. The American Senator by Anthony Trollope

The man had grey hair, his face was overflowed with tears, and his eyes rested with an expression of devouring love on her whom he supported, and whose brow he now and again bent over to kiss. A Book of Ghosts by S. Baring-Gould [1904]

Algernon Blackwood She thrust her grey face up to mine; her eyes shone in the gleam of the low-turned gas jet above our heads; and her excitement communicated itself suddenly to my own blood. Julius LeVallon by Algernon Blackwood [1916]

He wore, moreover, a loose rich shot silk tie of red and purple, a long frock coat, grey trousers and brown shoes, and presently he removed his hat and carried it in one hand. The New Machiavelli by Herbert George Wells [1911]

Marjorie Bowen Elsie thought only of hiding, of creeping under the bed or into the huge cupboard where Grandmamma kept hanks and hanks of brightly-coloured wool and skeins and skeins of grey wool. Elsie’s Lonely Afternoon by Marjorie Bowen

Algernon Blackwood The wide seas and the mountains called him, And grey dawns saw his camp-fires in the rain. The Bright Messenger by Algernon Blackwood [1922]

E. Phillips Oppenheim From the moment when they had led him down from the bridge of his flagship, grey and fainting, he had been a changed man. Mysterious Mr. Sabin by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1898]

Anthony Trollope It would only let the jury know that Mr Meager had a grey coat as well as Mr Finn. That Mr Finn wore a grey coat on that night is a fact which we can’t upset. Phineas Redux by Anthony Trollope

Her grey hair had fallen round her naked shoulders, and that and a ragged petticoat seemed her only covering. Witch Wood by John Buchan [1927]

Rudyard Kipling It was the Mashobra of this Simla. It was also the Highlands, it was also Devonshire, and it was specially grey and chilly. From Sea to Sea by Rudyard Kipling [1899]

All what cannot be used is sent to the surface and dumped; hence the monstrous ‘dirt-heaps’, like hideous grey mountains, which are the characteristic scenery of the coal areas. Collected Essays by George Orwell

He became aware of grey hairs curling over the nape of the neck. Chance by Joseph Conrad [1913]

Thomas Hardy The evening previous had closed in with a grey drizzle, borne upon a piercing air from the north, and now its effects were visible. Desperate Remedies by Thomas Hardy [1871]

They seemed to be grey — ardent, commanding, and yet brooding. Witch Wood by John Buchan [1927]

It was a grey morning, with heavy white mists lying over all the valley down below; and on the high hills it was very cold. Signa by Ouida

The sober, professional attire, the black morning coat and the black cravat, the big rimmed glasses, and the grey suede gloves, and the usual doctor’s bag. The Lonely House by Arthur Gask [1929]

Rudyard Kipling The water was hot to the hand, and the sky was hidden by hot, grey mists, out of which blew a fine dust that whitened our hair and beards of a morning. Puck of Pook’s Hill by Rudyard Kipling [1906]

His face grew grey again, and an expression of terror came into his eyes. The Dark Highway by Arthur Gask [1928]

These elders wore a fringe of grey whisker beneath the jaw, extending from ear to ear. Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson [1945]

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle In figure he was straight, tall, and well-knit, with keen grey eyes, and the sharp prompt manner of a man who has been accustomed both to command and to obey. The Doings of Raffles Haw by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle [1891]

Henry Handel Richardson But the returning beat of his blood brought the knowledge that a morrow must surely come—a morrow for both of them—a cold, grey day to be faced and borne. Maurice Guest by Henry Handel Richardson

One grey ghostly morning he awoke and knew everything. Judith Paris by Hugh Walpole [1931]

Virginia Woolf The grey church spires received them; the hoary city, old, sinful, and majestic. Jacob’s Room by Virginia Woolf [1920]

He was like some foul grey badger, his red eyes sightless, and his hands trembling on a stump of bog-oak. No-Man’s-Land by John Buchan [1899]