I leaned in the embrasure of the southern window, gazing at my lighted lanterns, which dangled from the halyards at Saint-Yssel.
"The Maids of Paradise" by Robert W. (Robert William) Chambers
Monaldeschi men-at-arms standing at the embrasures with crossbows kept their backs turned to Simon as he hurried past.
"The Saracen: Land of the Infidel" by Robert Shea
Their heads in the embrasure of the window, Herrera and the gipsy could hear every word that passed.
"Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 59, No. 363, January, 1846" by Various
There are a great many angles, with embrasures for cannon.
"My Days and Nights on the Battle-Field" by Charles Carleton Coffin
Just then a musket ball struck the cannon in the embrasure, rolled along, and fell at the general's feet.
"From Farm House to the White House" by William M. Thayer
At her command the guard drew back a heavy drape that hid an embrasure in the far wall.
"The Copper-Clad World" by Harl Vincent
Both the doors and embrasured windows of this room merit careful study.
"The Colonial Architecture of Philadelphia" by Frank Cousins
The temperature would indeed have been unbearable but for an occasional puff of cooler air which reached us through the embrasures.
"The Last Voyage" by Lady (Annie Allnutt) Brassey
Dick stood aside in an embrasure in the wall partly occupied by a machine.
"Astounding Stories of Super-Science, October, 1930" by Various
He shook open the window and then shrank back into the far corner of the embrasure.
"Officer 666" by Barton W. Currie
The summer clouds lay pitched like tents
In meads of heavenly azure;
And each dread gun of the elements
Slept in its hid embrasure.
"Music In Camp" by John Reuben Thompson
Him shall no sunshine from the fields of azure,
No drum-beat from the wall,
No morning gun from the black fort's embrasure,
Awaken with its call!
"The Warden Of The Cinque Ports. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
To be guarded at all hours they built themselves watch-towers,
With every tower a man on;
And surely and secure, each from out his embrasure,
Looked down the iron cannon!
"The Legend Of St. Sophia Of Kioff" by William Makepeace Thackeray
The wave-hosts patrolling the sullen Atlantic,
With helmets of snow, and broad silvery shields,
Ran clamoring up to the seed-sown embrasures,
And fashioned new dews for the buds of the fields:
"Pro Patria: America, 1861" by Adah Isaacs Menken