Phrases with "yellow"

The walls and ceiling were hidden by tapestry worked in gold, with designs showing bright cranes in full flight, butterflies, and flowers and views in which blue ships were tossing upon yellow rivers. A Love Episode by Émile Zola [1878]

H. G. Wells The man in yellow was close to him, with a set face and shining eyes. When the Sleeper Wakes by H. G. Wells [1899]

D. H. Lawrence A waggon of sheaves rocked small across the melting yellow light. Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence

Sinclair Lewis A tremendous functionary in plush breeches, yellow waistcoat and powdered wig was bearing down. Selected Short Stories by Sinclair Lewis

G. K. Chesterton But a serious observer, at a second glance, might have seen in his eyes something of that shining sleep that is called vision; and his yellow hair, while not affectedly long, was unaffectedly untidy. The Man Who Knew Too Much by G. K. Chesterton

Wilkie Collins The wild growth of prickly bushes, spread in great patches over the grass, was in a glory of yellow bloom. Poor Miss Finch by Wilkie Collins [1872]

Isabella Bird Three of the others wore black satin balloon trousers, black silk jackets, yellow gauze vests, and black chadars spotted with white. Journeys in Persia and Kurdistan by Isabella Bird [1891]

F. Scott Fitzgerald Drip — dri-ip! It was like days when the rain came out of yellow skies that melted just before twilight and shot one radiant shaft of sunlight diagonally down the heavens into the damp green trees. The Beautiful and Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald [1922]

The Burmese women, to protect their children from the sun, streaked their faces with yellow cosmetic until they looked like little African witch-doctors. Burmese Days by George Orwell

Meantime, his father, now no father, stood, And wash’d his wounds by Tiber’s yellow flood: Oppress’d with anguish, panting, and o’erspent, His fainting limbs against an oak he leant. The Aeneid by translated by John Dryden

Baldwin Spencer This design, together with a red ochred body and long sinuous lines of white and yellow from his shoulders to his knees, gave him a ferocious and remarkably weird aspect. Native tribes of the Northern Territory of Australia by Baldwin Spencer

F. Scott Fitzgerald The other girl said, “Well —” hesitated, then added, “call me up to-morrow, Dot,” and retreated from the yellow circle of the street-lamp. The Beautiful and Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald [1922]

My young man is gone to sea With silver buckles on his knee, With his blue coat and yellow hose, And that’s the way the polka goes. Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson [1945]

Virginia Woolf So now I think of the fire; the steady film of yellow light upon the page of my book; the three chrysanthemums in the round glass bowl on the mantelpiece. Monday or Tuesday by Virginia Woolf [1921]

Arthur Conan Doyle Work or worry had left its traces upon his thin, yellow face. The Sealed Room by Arthur Conan Doyle [1898]

G. K. Chesterton Who can discuss whether Emerson was a better optimist than Schopenhauer was pessimist? It is like asking if this corn is as yellow as that hill is steep. The Ball and the Cross by G. K. Chesterton [1909]

H. Rider Haggard Swanhild took it by the hilt, and, lifting a tress of Eric’s yellow hair, she shore through it deftly with Whitefire’s razor-edge, smiling as she shore. Eric Brighteyes by H. Rider Haggard

I looked at the sea of yellow faces above the garish clothes-faces all happy and excited over this bit of fun, all certain that the elephant was going to be shot. Shooting an Elephant by George Orwell

Guy de Maupassan The sides of the hills were covered with tall weeds, yellow from the blazing sun. The History of a Heart by Guy de Maupassan

Henry David Thoreau With axe and shovel you explore this mine, and follow the marrowy store, yellow as beef tallow, or as if you had struck on a vein of gold, deep into the earth. Walden by Henry David Thoreau

George Borrow He was dressed in yellow sulphur-coloured robes, with a high-peaked conical red hat on his head, which was shaven. The Bible in Spain by George Borrow

Long swaths of yellow lay across the pale ivory, and the edge of the hills rippled with fire. Rogue Herries by Hugh Walpole [1930]

Victor Hugo Its yellow bristles, rather a mane than a head of hair, covered and concealed a lofty brow, evidently made to contain thought. The Man Who Laughs by Victor Hugo [1869]

Wilkie Collins When the splendid creature in yellow leaves London, the name on her luggage will be Mrs. Romayne.” “You are looking quite another man, Romayne!” he said mischievously, “since we met last. The Black Robe by Wilkie Collins [1881]

He was small and shrivelled almost beyond belief, his skin was as yellow as parchment, and his bones, whenever he moved, looked as if they must certainly cut through their coverings. Dr Nikola Returns by Guy Boothby [1896]

Lucy Maud Montgomery There’s a piece of a plate with a spray of red and yellow ivy on it that is especially beautiful. Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery [1908]

Charles Dickens It turned from white to yellow from lying in the Post-office with nobody to claim it, and in course of time was torn up with five hundred others, and sold for waste-paper. Master Humphrey’s Clock by Charles Dickens [1840]

Rudyard Kipling She was a large, pale, quiet woman, with heavy eyelids, over weak eyes, and hair that turned red or yellow as the lights fell on it. Plain Tales from the Hills by Rudyard Kipling [1888]

D. H. Lawrence So he quickly took some larch twigs to the little brick fire-place in the corner, and in a moment the yellow flame was running up the chimney. Lady Chatterley’s Lover by D. H. Lawrence

Abraham Merri Their eyes ran over me and stopped at my yellow hair, and rested there. Dwellers in the Mirage by Abraham Merri

For a long while I sat silently beside her, but she neither stirred nor spoke, and at last I rose and entering the unused store-room took the yellow book in my least injured hand. The Maker of Moons by Robert W. Chambers

Rudyard Kipling The rest was yellow grass, barren to all appearance as the veldt. France at War by Rudyard Kipling [1915]

Edith Wharton This unexpected silence mortified him beyond reason, and though the next morning he saw a glorious cluster of yellow roses behind a florist’s window-pane, he left it there. The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton [1920]

Willa Cather She was perhaps forty years old, angular, big-boned, with large, thin features, light-blue eyes, and dry, yellow hair, the bang tightly frizzed. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

He snarled incoherently and flapped a yellow hand at Mr. Pity. The bull of Basban stood his ground, his eyes blinking, his beard once more a dark, unbroken jungle. The Heads of Cerberus by Francis Stevens

James Clerk Maxwell When we mix together blue and yellow paint, we obtain green paint. Five of Maxwell’s Papers by James Clerk Maxwell

It creaked yearningly, and immediately a yellow face filled its vacancy. Limehouse Nights by Thomas Burke

D. H. Lawrence Those black and yellow people’ll make ’em work — not half. Kangaroo by D. H. Lawrence

G. K. Chesterton With a shout the West Kensington men closed round Wayne, the great yellow banner flapping over his head. The Napoleon of Notting Hill by G. K. Chesterton

The peasantry are as blind to the beauties Dalpe of rough unmanageable land as Peter Bell was to those of the primrose with a yellow brim (I quote from memory). Alps and Sanctuaries of Piedmont and the Canton Ticino by Samuel Butler [1881]

Marjorie Bowen They were both in shadow, only the yellow light from without touched his white silk cuff, and his hand resting on the back of the empty chair before him. The Rake’s Progress by Marjorie Bowen [1912]

Abraham Merri He was helmetless, and his yellow hair streamed behind him as he rode. Dwellers in the Mirage by Abraham Merri

H. G. Wells Then he compressed his lips and tore the yellow sheet in half, tearing very deliberately. Love and Mr Lewisham by H. G. Wells [1900]

Gertrude Stein The erection of yellow is no violence. Geography and Plays by Gertrude Stein

Robert Green Ingersoll I saw, too, their paintings, from a daub of yellow mud, to the great works which now adorn the galleries of the world. The Ghosts and other lectures by Robert Green Ingersoll

I found him in his sitting-room at his breakfast: dry toast, and tea without milk; a yellow silk handkerchief thrown cornerwise over his head, and his face looking green. The Curate of St. Matthew’s by Ellen Wood [1879]

Virginia Woolf Scent and flowers, radiance and heat, are distilled here to a fiery, to a yellow liquid. The Waves by Virginia Woolf [1931]

John Galsworthy She found several yellow fleas, but no other breed. Flowering Wilderness by John Galsworthy

In the night a schooner had come in, and now lay far out, hard by the passage; and the yellow flag, the emblem of pestilence, flew on her. The Ebb-Tide by Robert Louis Stevenson and Lloyd Osbourne

D. H. Lawrence Unfortunately the effect was spoiled by green and yellow antimaccassars, and by a profusion of paper and woollen flowers. The White Peacock by D. H. Lawrence

I got the tin flap open and pulled out the sliding screen, which consisted of two sheets of glass with fabric between, dark on one side, yellow on the other. Unseen - Unfeared by Francis Stevens

Where’s the captain, Rover?” The dog looked up at us with mournful yellow eyes, gave one desolate bark, and crept under the table. Lord Jim by Joseph Conrad [1900]

D. H. Lawrence I perceived the yellow beaks, the bulging eyelids of two tiny larks, and the blue lines of their wing quills. The White Peacock by D. H. Lawrence

Miss Mann looked tired of standing: a lady in a yellow bonnet brought her a chair. Shirley by Charlotte Bronte [1849]

Arthur Conan Doyle In the brassy, yellow glare every branch above threw so black and solid a shadow that the men involuntarily raised their feet to step over them. The Green Flag by Arthur Conan Doyle [1900]

So it was that I shuddered when the lovely widow touched the dowager’s yellow brow with her pure vermilion lips. Mademoiselle de Maupin by Théophile Gautier [1835]

D. H. Lawrence He was very yellow and bright, like corn. The Fox by D. H. Lawrence

Of all commotions! Mr. Brandon walked away out of it into the sun, putting his yellow silk handkerchief on his head. The Syllabub Feast by Ellen Wood [1875]

A single light, still bright yellow in what was left of the daylight, starred the side that looked on the river. To Love and Be Wise by Josephine Tey [1950]

What if I can act a part as well as yourself?’ And he thrust his yellow face close to mine. Prester John by John Buchan

H. G. Wells Sickly yellow lights went to and fro in the houses, and some of the passing cabs flaunted unextinguished lamps. The War of the Worlds by H. G. Wells [1898]

Anthony Trollope Again he had got on those horrid yellow gloves, and again had dressed himself up to his idea of the garb of a man of fashion. Miss Mackenzie by Anthony Trollope [1865]

If a blue sun arose to lighten the world instead of a yellow one, after nine days of wonder, man would settle down quite comfortably to a cerulean existence. The Green Mummy by Fergus Hume

G. K. Chesterton That carefully cut and pointed yellow beard was, indeed, the most emphatic thing about him. The Ball and the Cross by G. K. Chesterton [1909]

She wore a broad hat and had a curly brown wig which sat oddly about her yellow leathern face. Rogue Herries by Hugh Walpole [1930]

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle As she stepped into the circle of yellow light thrown by the lantern she saw that he was a person of gentlemanly bearing, dressed in a gray suit of tweeds, with a cloth cap. The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle [1894]

D. H. Lawrence And everywhere, everywhere over the snow, yellow stains and dark pills of goat-droppings melting into the surface crystal. St Mawr by D. H. Lawrence

An ounce of cythyl placed in a yellow saucer under an oak tree, will draw to it every Apatura Iris within a radius of twenty miles. The Mystery of Choice by Robert W. Chambers [1896]

George Gissing Only one or two of the slaves, she said, had seen her; she was said to be beautiful, with long yellow hair. Veranilda by George Gissing [1903]

D. H. Lawrence And for a long time Kangaroo’s yellow face seemed sunk half visible under a shadow, as a dusky cuttle-fish under a pool, deep down. Kangaroo by D. H. Lawrence

Wilkie Collins In a minute more, Miss Rachel came downstairs — very nicely dressed in some soft yellow stuff, that set off her dark complexion, and clipped her tight (in the form of a jacket) round the waist. The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins [1868]

A yellow wolf was descried skulking among the bushes, and a fine large hare was shot; porcupine-quills were common, and we picked up the mummy of a little hedgehog. The Land of Midian by Richard F. Burton [1879]

The yellow wrist curved, and the pistol barrel was pressed below the dog’s shoulder. Prester John by John Buchan

M. P. Shiel The glazed bricks have the appearance of red and blue and yellow heat. Shapes in the Fire by M. P. Shiel [1896]

Ignoring the offer, he sat down by the window, threw his yellow silk handkerchief across his head, as a shade against the sun and the air, and opened upon our delinquencies in his thinnest tones. Rose Lodge by Ellen Wood [1876]

The ground was soft with moss and the powdered remains of last year’s foliage; the leaves above him were showing the first yellow stains of autumn. The Damnation of Theron Ware by Harold Frederic [1896]

My lady’s yellow curls flashed hither and thither like wandering gleams of sunshine on these busy days of farewell. Lady Audley’s Secret by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1862]

There were cold yellow gleams in windows fronting a lonely west. The House with the Green Shutters by George Douglas Brown [1901]

Arthur Conan Doyle There was a yellow and withered stump some way off, seen under the drooping branches of a lofty oak. The White Company by Arthur Conan Doyle [1891]

Oscar Wilde The shattered storm has left its trace Upon this huge and heaving dome, For the thin threads of yellow foam Float on the waves like ravelled lace. Miscellaneous Poems by Oscar Wilde

D.H. Lawrence She dwelled, as she passed, on all tiny, pretty things — on the barbaric yellow ragwort, and pink convolvuli; on all the twinkling of flowers, and dew, and snail-tracks drying in the sun. The Trespasser by D.H. Lawrence

Isabella Bird It was furnished with rugs upon the floor, and two long wooden settees, covered with checked native blankets in squares of Indian yellow and madder red. Journeys in Persia and Kurdistan by Isabella Bird [1891]

W. H. Hudson His sole garment was a piece of guanaco hide tied round the body, and his yellow skin was drawn so closely over his bones that he looked more like a skeleton than a living being. El Ombú by W. H. Hudson [1902]

He started his wide blue breeches flapping about his yellow calves. Victory by Joseph Conrad [1914]

A pair of yellow wagtails arrived and played at hide-and-seek among the stuccoed pillars. Huntingtower by John Buchan [1922]

Arthur Conan Doyle Her face was as yellow as though it reflected the countless doubloons of her treasury. The Exploits of Brigadier Gerard by Arthur Conan Doyle [1896]

H.P. Lovecraft Thereafter, on the cloudy nights when I could not sleep, I saw the city often; sometimes under the hot, yellow rays of a sun which did not set, but which wheeled low in the horizon. Polaris by H.P. Lovecraft [1918]

D. H. Lawrence His long, yellow look lingered, holding her eyes. The Lost Girl by D. H. Lawrence

Rudyard Kipling That yellow fever must have been something dreadful. Rewards and Fairies by Rudyard Kipling [1910]

They tramped along misty roads where there was no illumination save the cracks of cottage windows and the yellow beam of an occasional car. Keep the Aspidistra Flying by George Orwell

He went outside and cut a big cluster of yellow Muscat grapes, growing on his south wall, which he had left purposely when he had taken all the others off the vine for market. Signa by Ouida

The collector’s wife, who played the guitar and read novels in the hammock all day, had more than a little romance in her placid, yellow bosom. Cabbages and Kings by O. Henry [1904]

H. G. Wells He became aware of someone urging a glass of clear fluid upon his attention, looked up and discovered this was a dark young man in a yellow garment. When the Sleeper Wakes by H. G. Wells [1899]

He wore a yellow chrysanthemum as a boutonniere, and from his eyeglasses depended a broad black ribbon. The Heads of Cerberus by Francis Stevens

Marjorie Bowen They turned back and saw before them the Palace with its lighted windows showing deep yellow in the incandescent blueness of the night. Forget-me-not by Marjorie Bowen [1932]

The white cat was curled up near the yellow globe. Rogue Herries by Hugh Walpole [1930]

I hope, in God’s name, to see you smashed; but I want it done by honest men, and not by a yellow devil who has murdered my dog and my friends. Prester John by John Buchan

Elizabeth Gaskell He took it, and three yards of yon pink ribbon wi’ t’ black and yellow crosses on it, as Philip could never abide. Sylvia’s Lovers by Elizabeth Gaskell [1863]

H. G. Wells They went to the bridge and looked down the Serpentine, with the little lights of Paddington yellow and remote. Love and Mr Lewisham by H. G. Wells [1900]

Wilkie Collins The yellow candle-light fell full on him. No Name by Wilkie Collins [1862]

He was no longer sinking but walking on the sand at the great sea’s bottom, only the sea was no longer there; he was himself the sea and he walked in the sun over the yellow sands. Shadows of Ecstasy by Charles Williams

D. H. Lawrence But Connie, walking behind, had watched the wheels jolt over the wood-ruff and the bugle, and squash the little yellow cups of the creeping-jenny. Lady Chatterley’s Lover by D. H. Lawrence

Abraham Merri I did, and he touched my yellow hair; he ran it through his tiny fingers. Dwellers in the Mirage by Abraham Merri

The yellow flowers of hypericum, blooming around us, made me gratefully savour our escape from mangrove and pandamus. Two Trips to Gorilla Land and the Cataracts of the Congo by Richard F. Burton [1876]

The red admiral was there, resting on the bark of the trees, asleep in the sun with wings expanded, or drifting about the clumps of yellow ragwort, doubtful whether to perch or not. A Book of Ghosts by S. Baring-Gould [1904]

Baldwin Spencer The designs in these drawings are typical but the yellow and red colours are much too vivid, more especially the yellow which is always of a somewhat dull ochreous tint. Native tribes of the Northern Territory of Australia by Baldwin Spencer

Arthur Conan Doyle It seemed a long, long way, though in truth it was but a few hundred yards before they came to a door with a glimmer of yellow light around it, which barred their passage. Sir Nigel by Arthur Conan Doyle [1906]

E. F. Benson And there’s a coloured map of zones somewhere, green for industrial, blue for residential and yellow for general business, which would fascinate you. Trouble for Lucia by E. F. Benson [1939]

Andrew Lang She was ten times more beautiful than before, and wore a magnificent pale yellow robe, sparkling with jewels. The Blue Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

Willa Cather Walls and ceiling alike were covered with a yellow paper which had once been very ugly, but had faded into inoffensive neutrality. The Professor’s House by Willa Cather [1925]

Arthur Conan Doyle Within a quarter of an hour we saw the big open yellow barouche coming down the long avenue, with two splendid, high-stepping gray carriage horses in the shafts. The Case Book of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle [1927]

Baldwin Spencer Some of them had their bodies covered with red, others with yellow ochre, some with charcoal, others with lines of red and black or black and yellow. Native tribes of the Northern Territory of Australia by Baldwin Spencer

Wilkie Collins I’ve sent her away with my bright green ribbon, and it makes her look as yellow as a guinea, and as ugly as — ” Rosamond stopped, and looked anxiously into Mr. Frankland’s face. The Dead Secret by Wilkie Collins [1857]

Months passed, and on my weekly visits with my poor little bunch of violets, or snowdrops, or jonquils, I found always the wreath of yellow roses. Wyllard's Weird by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1885]

Wilkie Collins Fold by fold she opened it, and saw that there were written characters inside, traced in ink that had faded to a light, yellow hue. The Dead Secret by Wilkie Collins [1857]

Her deep hair, black as the raven’s wing, was fastened with pins of gold, and a yellow rose that nestled in its coils was as the moon looking forth among thick clouds of night. The Worm Ouroboros by E. R. Eddison [1922]

Anthony Trollope She was short ad broad in the shoulders, though wretchedly thin; her bare legs seemed to be of nearly the same thickness up to the knee, and the naked limbs of the children were like yellow sticks. Castle Richmond by Anthony Trollope

Charles Dickens It had looked as yellow as it ought to look, and hurrying on between its worn-away and miry banks, had a promising aspect of desolation and ruin. Pictures from Italy by Charles Dickens [1846]

But what if they took it into their heads to come into the cavern? The emptiness of the blue sky above the sheer yellow rock opposite was frightful. Romance by Joseph Conrad and Ford Madox Ford [1903]

Suddenly, from the deep shadow of the cloud above the sea, a yellow light flashed silently cut — very small, very distant, very short-lived. Romance by Joseph Conrad and Ford Madox Ford [1903]

Rudyard Kipling Blue, white, and blue again, rolled over the navvy’s face in waves, till all settled to one rich clay-bank yellow and — that fell which fell. The Day’s Work by Rudyard Kipling [1898]

Rudyard Kipling A Punjabi constable in yellow linen trousers slouched across the road. Kim by Rudyard Kipling [1901]

Meanwhile, one finds a fragment of iridescent glass—another, a morsel of shattered vase—a third, an opaque bead of some kind of yellow paste. A Thousand Miles up the Nile by Amelia B. Edwards [1877]

Henry Handel Richardson At the foot of the garden, behind a clump of gooseberry-bushes, stood an arbour formed of a yellow buddleia. Australia Felix by Henry Handel Richardson

Arthur Machen My nurse was carrying me on her shoulder; there was a field of yellow corn, and we went through it, it was very hot. The White People by Arthur Machen

G. K. Chesterton But when Gregory threw open a pair of doors and let in a red subterranean light, Syme was still smoking with one leg thrown over the other, and had not turned a yellow hair. The Man Who Was Thursday by G. K. Chesterton

He went to work with a certain energy: he folded the red and yellow square cornerwise; he whipped it open with a waft: again he folded it in narrower compass: he made of it a handsome band. Shirley by Charlotte Bronte [1849]

Arthur Conan Doyle His sun-hat had fallen off, and he looked quite boyish with his ruffled yellow hair and his unlined, clean-cut face. The Tragedy of the Korosko by Arthur Conan Doyle [1898]

The yellow leather strap of his binocular case crossed his chest. Notes on Life and Letters by Joseph Conrad [1921]

Baldwin Spencer For an inch and a half beyond this the string is enclosed in wax coloured yellow and red, then for two inches and three-quarters the string, which is red-ochred, is free. Native tribes of the Northern Territory of Australia by Baldwin Spencer

Isabella Bird The harvest was carried, and as irrigation had been suspended for some weeks, there was nothing but a yellow expanse of short thin stubble and blazing gravel. Journeys in Persia and Kurdistan by Isabella Bird [1891]

John Galsworthy Jon and Fleur! Two little lame ducks — charming callow yellow little ducks! A great pity! Surely something could be done! One must not take such situations lying down. To Let by John Galsworthy

Andrew Lang On the other side of the hedge stretched a great field of maize as far as the eye could reach, and the yellow ears swayed to and fro in the gentle breeze like a rippling sea of gold. The Crimson Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

Willa Cather From the graveyard gate one can count a dozen gayly painted farmhouses; the gilded weather-vanes on the big red barns wink at each other across the green and brown and yellow fields. O Pioneers! by Willa Cather [1913]

G. K. Chesterton His yellow hair was longer and more untidy than when he was in the army; and there was a touch of something irresponsible in his roving blue eye. Tales of the Long Bow by G. K. Chesterton [1925]

Gertrude Stein An eye glass, a yellow and neck lace person, a special way to date something, any pleasing register means no readily replaced mice. Geography and Plays by Gertrude Stein

So the latter stuck her head in at the door, and shrieked: “Pullets with a southern exposure ripen earliest, and have yellow legs. Cobwebs from an Empty Skull by Ambrose Bierce [1874]

Willa Cather He was about Claude’s age, with very yellow hair and moustache and blue eyes. One of Ours by Willa Cather [1922]

Willa Cather Lonely straw stacks stood up yellow in the sun and cast long shadows. One of Ours by Willa Cather [1922]

Edith Wharton Far off, above the folds of the nearer hills, the Mountain thrust itself up menacingly against a yellow sunset. Summer by Edith Wharton [1917]

William Henry Hudson On her arms were broad golden armlets, and the drapery, a long flowing robe, was blue, embroidered with yellow flowers. A Crystal Age by William Henry Hudson

Oscar Wilde Delicate lace ruffles fell over the lean yellow hands that were so over-laden with rings. The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde [1891]

It was a peculiar, cracked, braying, jeering note: in his mind Winston called it a yellow note. Nineteen Eighty-four by George Orwell

D. H. Lawrence One hen, with her yellow chickens, was in a coop. Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence

I saw another fruit growing here, a yellow berry about the size of a cherry, called “Nancito” by the natives. The Naturalist in Nicaragua by Thomas Belt [1874]

His head was so closely shaven that the skin of his skull could be seen; and the yellow collar of his tunic yawned widely behind, displaying his sunburnt neck. A Love Episode by Émile Zola [1878]

He held his top hat and his yellow gloves in his hand, and his sister-in-law thought she had never seen Jacques look so plain and unattractive, and—and tiresome as he looked today. Studies in Love and Terror by Marie Belloc Lowndes [1913]

Gertrude Stein Cut the whole space into twenty-four spaces and then and then is there a yellow color, there is but it is smelled, it is then put where it is and nothing stolen. Tender Buttons by Gertrude Stein [1914]

Robert Louis Stevenson A little after, I heard singing from the King’s chapelexceeding good — and went across in the hour when the east is yellow and the morning bank is breaking up, to hear it nearer. Vailima Letters by Robert Louis Stevenson

D. H. Lawrence And there was a sparkle of yellow jasmine by the door; the closed door. Lady Chatterley’s Lover by D. H. Lawrence

The thick drabbish yellow moustache was what arrested decision in either direction, and the prompt vigour of all his movements was that of a young man of thirty, which was really Walker’s age. The Rise of Silas Lapham by William Dean Howells

Rudyard Kipling Yellow–Dog Dingo lay Like a yellow cloud in the distance — Much too busy to bark. Just So Stories for Little Children by Rudyard Kipling [1902]

R. D. Blackmore At these the yellow cat winked with dreamy joyfulness, well aware how fat they would be when they came to tumble out. Mary Anerley by R. D. Blackmore [1880]

Arthur Conan Doyle It was on my tongue to tell her sharply to be silent, when a strange, choking smell took the breath from my nostrils, and a sudden, yellow glare brought out the figures upon the faded hangings. The Exploits of Brigadier Gerard by Arthur Conan Doyle [1896]

Pale yellow lights were in the upper windows. Charlotte’s Inheritance by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1868]

D.H. Lawrence The lamp was blown out, and the flameless fire, a red rubble, dwindled in the grate, so that the yellow glow of the candles seemed to shine even on the embers. The Trespasser by D.H. Lawrence

Tobias Smolle Come along, my yellow boys — odd’s heart! I never liked the face of Lewis before. The Adventures of Ferdinand Count Fathom by Tobias Smolle

F. Scott Fitzgerald She heard a voice, deep, bullying, authoritative; she saw yellow rays of light sweeping here and there in the fracas. Tales of the Jazz Age by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Rudyard Kipling Holmer flung the frayed and yellow regimental rolls on the table, and the men flung themselves at these. Life’s Handicap by Rudyard Kipling [1891]

D. H. Lawrence They were sitting on the bank of a stream, where the lip of turf hung over a hollow bank of yellow earth, and he was hacking away with a stick, as he did when he was perturbed and cruel. Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence

Abraham Merri The little man lay quietly, yellow eyes turning front me to Jim and back to me again. Dwellers in the Mirage by Abraham Merri

Rudyard Kipling He kicked backward at a mud wall that crumbled at the stroke, and, crumbling, melted to yellow mud under the torrent of rain. The Second Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling [1895]

H. G. Wells He had a sheet of yellow paper on his knee. The Stolen Bacillus and other incidents by H. G. Wells [1895]

Sinclair Lewis She was in a gray suit with a yellow sweater as lively as a fiesta. Cass Timberlane by Sinclair Lewis

On the walks, swept that morning, yellow leaves had fluttered down again. Shirley by Charlotte Bronte [1849]

Charles Kingsley That short prim man in the huge yellow ruff, with sharp chin, minute imperial, and self-satisfied smile, is Richard Hawkins, the Complete Seaman, Admiral John’s hereafter famous and hapless son. Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley

D. H. Lawrence There the lamp was low-lit, shedding a yellow twilight from the window space. The White Peacock by D. H. Lawrence

Willa Cather As he glanced down the double rows of contorted figures, he saw one pair of eyes that were wide open and bright, a yellow head that was not overcome by the stupefying heat and smell in the car. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

George Meredith Blue and yellow ribands dangled from broad beaver hats, and there were rosettes of the true-blue mingled with yellow at buttonholes; and there was fun on the line of march. Sandra Belloni by George Meredith [1887]

Also here in Venice the dames turn their black hair yellow by the sun and art, to be wiser than Him who made them. The Cloister and the Hearth by Charles Reade

She’d show the nasty, dirty, slimy, crawling, leery old reptile how he could catch hold of a decent girl with his beastly, filthy, stinking, yellow old fingers. Limehouse Nights by Thomas Burke

Arthur Conan Doyle Well, I was rushing along in this fashion when, suddenly, I saw two yellow lights shining out of the darkness in front of me. The Exploits of Brigadier Gerard by Arthur Conan Doyle [1896]

Twenty years ago, on winter Sundays in his pew in the parish church at home, he used to watch the yellow leaves, as at this moment, drifting and fluttering against leaden skies. Burmese Days by George Orwell

Abraham Merri The huge, high square of scarlet and yellow was liquid flame; the diamond organs beneath it seemed to smoke, to send out swirls of orange red vapor. The Metal Monster by Abraham Merri

D. H. Lawrence She smuggled into his mouth the wrinkled yellow apple she had been hiding behind her back, then she kissed him near the eyes. Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence

Virginia Woolf The yellow canopy of our tremendous energy hangs like a burning cloth above our heads. The Waves by Virginia Woolf [1931]

Wilkie Collins North produces fourteen pink men, and South produces thirteen yellow men. Man and Wife by Wilkie Collins [1870]

George Eliot The landlord, telling his yellow wife snappishly to open the door for the gentleman, hoped soon to see him again. Felix Holt the Radical by George Eliot [1866]

Marjorie Bowen Always he saw her dead, with the strained, half-open lips, the half-closed, fixed eyes, the thin nose, and the cheeks and chin of sharp delicacy outlined against the pillow of yellow hair. The Fair Hair of Ambrosine by Marjorie Bowen

America had also received the taint; and, were it yellow fever or plague, the epidemic was gifted with a virulence before unfelt. The Last Man by Mary Shelley

The lodge, where old Hodges used to live, was the same as ever, but the yellow brick wall and the huge iron gates were new. Coming up for Air by George Orwell

Instead of shoes with long points and a leather apron, he wore a blue, double-breasted suit and a black shift with a yellow tie. The Day of the Locust by Nathanael Wes

Rudyard Kipling I hadn’t seen that sight, not since thirteen years in the West Indies, when a post-captain died o’ yellow jack. Traffics and Discoveries by Rudyard Kipling [1904]

The yellow grass is beaten down by the feet of infantry. Tales of Soldiers and Civilians by Ambrose Bierce

Willa Cather The yellow light poured through the trees and the leaves seemed to burn with soft fires. Alexander’s Bridge by Willa Cather [1912]

Sinclair Lewis It had a tidy salon with Spanish arm-chairs, yellow marble-topped tables, grey marble floor, and gold-coloured curtains. The Prodigal Parents by Sinclair Lewis

Wilkie Collins The first few lamps lit in the street below looked like faint little specks of yellow light, as the captain started on his walk through one of the most striking scenes which England can show. No Name by Wilkie Collins [1862]

F. Scott Fitzgerald The motorman had even opened his window and a yellow breeze was blowing the late breath of winter from the car. All the Sad Young Men by F. Scott Fitzgerald [1926]

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle A yellow bar falling across the black foreground showed that the door was not quite closed, and one window in the upper story was brightly illuminated. The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle [1894]

George Gissing A ray of yellow sunset touched the height and its crowning ruin; at the zenith shone a space of pure pale blue save for these points of relief the picture was colourless and uniformly sombre. Eve's Ransom by George Gissing [1894]

Robert Louis Stevenson I dreamed the yellow summer moon, Behind a cedar wood, Lay white on fields of rippling grass Where I and Jenny stood. New Poems by Robert Louis Stevenson

AUTUMN is over the long leaves that love us, And over the mice in the barley sheaves; Yellow the leaves of the rowan above us, And yellow the wet wild-strawberry leaves. Collected Poems by William Butler Yeats

Guy de Maupassan He was no longer the Jew, Walter, the director of a bank, the proprietor of a yellow newspaper; he was M. Walter the wealthy Israelite, and he wished to prove it. Bel Ami by Guy de Maupassan

This so exasperated her that she ran away from Tidal Basin, and here she was with the yellow men. Limehouse Nights by Thomas Burke

Willa Cather She wears her yellow hair in a high pompadour, and is bedecked with rings and chains and “beauty pins. O Pioneers! by Willa Cather [1913]

Sinclair Lewis His reluctant wonder at the others was drowned in his admiration for Madeline. He had known her as a jacketed outdoor girl, but this was an exquisite indoor Madeline, slender in yellow silk. Arrowsmith by Sinclair Lewis [1925]

Willa Cather It was growing gray about the temples, but after the manner of yellow hair it seemed only to have grown paler there, and had taken on a color like that of English primroses. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

Jules Verne The yellow color of its hair was relieved by streaks and regular oblong spots of black, which contrasted with the white of its chest. The Mysterious Island by Jules Verne [1874]

It was a gray, misty November day, and the leaves of the elm-trees came floating round them, yellow and damp. The Heir of Redclyffe by Charlotte M. Yonge [1853]

Arthur Machen The river was stilled at the flood, and the yellow water, reflecting the sunset, glowed in its deep pools like dull brass. The Hill of Dreams by Arthur Machen [1907]