"Moire" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... midstream is swept to the clean sheen of a strip of moire, this splendid desolation blocked on each side by crowds half the density of ...
— Americans All - Stories of American Life of To-Day • Various
... beaver, or father of the beavers. They believed that the rapids and cataracts on the French River and the Upper Ottawa were caused by dams made by their amphibious ancestor. (See the tradition in Perrot, Mmoire sur les Murs, Coustumes et Relligion des Sauvages de l'Amrique Septentrionale, p. 20.) Charlevoix tells the same story. Each Indian was supposed to inherit something of the nature of the animal whence ...
— The Jesuits in North America in the Seventeenth Century • Francis Parkman
... besides their ribbons of blue moire, the silver dove on the shoulder, and the long mantle of sombre blue velvet lined with yellow satin. Phlipote watched mechanically the double file of haughty figures passing before them: then, on a sudden, with a feeble cry, falls fainting into the ...
— Essays from 'The Guardian' • Walter Horatio Pater
... summer. Or for hours also she would lie face downward on the sand, which would take on the imprint of her body under her, bathing her face in the thin ripple of water that the surf threw up and sucked back again over the shining beach spangled with all the capricious tracings of moire. ...
— Mayflower (Flor de mayo) • Vicente Blasco Ibanez
... mamma, a buxom, comely widow, who breakfasted in black moire, with a diadem of glossy braids on her sleek head, and many jet ornaments rattling and glistening about her person, informed them, with voluble affability, of the ...
— Shawl-Straps - A Second Series of Aunt Jo's Scrap-Bag • Louisa M. Alcott
... be white from head to foot. The dress may be of silk, heavily corded, moire antique, satin or plain silk, merino, alpaca, crape, lawn or muslin. The veil may be of lace, tulle or illusion, but it must be long and full. It may or may not descend over the face. Orange blossoms or other white ...
— Our Deportment - Or the Manners, Conduct and Dress of the Most Refined Society • John H. Young
... pompadour, is composed of roses of several shades of pink, fastened on one side by a bow of azure-blue ribbon, lame with silver—a bouquet of the same ribbon to fasten up the jupe of the dress, of white moire antique, trimmed with blonde. A head-dress, in the style called the coiffure Italleone, is of bows of cerulean blue velvet mingled with strings of pearls: on each side, ends of blue velvet edged with aiguillettes of pearls. Pearls and beads of other kinds, especially those of gold, silver, ...
— The International Monthly, Volume 5, No. 3, March, 1852 • Various
... taill une habitation commode, tout ombrage de platanes, et spare des ateliers par un vaste jardin. C'est l que je suis venu au monde et que j'ai pass les premires, les seules bonnes annes de ma vie. Aussi ma mmoire reconnaissante a-t-elle gard du jardin, de la fabrique et des platanes un imprissable souvenir, et lorsqu' la ruine de mes parents il m'a fallu me sparer de ces choses, je les ai positivement regrettes ...
— Le Petit Chose (part 1) - Histoire d'un Enfant • Alphonse Daudet
... demi-toilet and bonneted. Miss Greenfield stood among the singers on the staircase, and excited a pathetic murmur among the audience. She is not handsome, but looked very well. She has a pleasing dark face, wore a black velvet head-dress and white carnelian ear-rings, a black moire-antique silk made high in the neck, with white lace falling sleeves and white gloves. A certain gentleness of manner and self-possession, the result of the universal kindness shown her, sat well upon her. Chevalier Bunsen, ...
— Music and Some Highly Musical People • James M. Trotter
... of your bespangled net, Or moire velvet edged with jet, Just wear a gingham, simply made, So you can tuck it ...
— Children of Our Town • Carolyn Wells
... Langeais, who led him to the inner chamber of the humble refuge, where all was in readiness for the ceremony. Between two flues of the chimney the nuns had placed the old chest of drawers, whose broken edges were concealed by a magnificent altar-cloth of green moire. A large ebony and ivory crucifix hanging on the discolored wall stood out in strong relief from the surrounding bareness, and necessarily caught the eye. Four slender little tapers, which the sisters had contrived to fasten to the altar with sealing-wax, ...
— Library Of The World's Best Literature, Ancient And Modern, Vol 3 • Various
... them after we came to Hamilton," Lydia informed him, pointing to the undergarments. "Them black moire pumps and them French stockings are brand new, too—hundred-gauge silk them stockings are, ...
— Murder at Bridge • Anne Austin
... the good old fashion, except that they leave the gondola, instead of a private carriage, waiting at the curbstone a couple of hours for them,—waiting while they make the nice young clerks pull down tons and tons of silks and velvets and moire antiques and those things; and then they buy a paper of pins and go paddling away to confer the rest of their disastrous patronage on some other firm. And they always have their purchases sent home just in the good old way. Human nature is very much ...
— Innocents abroad • Mark Twain
... no biographer. M. Walferdin wrote (in an edition of Diderot's Works, Paris, 1821, Vol. XII p. 115): "Nous nous occupons depuis longtemps rassembler les matriaux qui doivent servir venger la mmoire du philosophe de la patrie de Leibnitz, et dans l'ouvrage que nous nous proposons de publier sous le titre "D'Holbach jug par ses contemporains" nous esprons faire justement apprcier ce savant si estimable par la profondeur et la varit de ses connaissances, si prcieux sa famille ...
— Baron d'Holbach - A Study of Eighteenth Century Radicalism in France • Max Pearson Cushing
... slowly away. The preparations were complete. Mrs. Weldon in her violet moire-antique and family diamonds, went through the stately parlors once more to assure herself ...
— The Fatal Glove • Clara Augusta Jones Trask
... was a complication of things, I imagine!" Christopher took out his cigarette-case, looked at its moire surface reflectively, and selected a smoke. "She was tired—she'd been out in the snow—Leslie had gone off with Annie to some debutante affair—I daresay she felt blue. Alice, do you remember a woman named ...
— The Beloved Woman • Kathleen Norris |
