The previous time was one of darkness, and on the 28th began their Feast of Lights.
"The God-Idea of the Ancients" by Eliza Burt Gamble
Hope, always a charming creature, put on her most alluring smiles for Tig, and he made her his mistress, and feasted on the light of her eyes.
"The Shape of Fear" by Elia W. Peattie
In India, the magnificence of the marriage-feast can scarcely be imagined, especially when celebrated by torch-light procession.
"Woman: Man's Equal" by Thomas Webster
From that time we call the yearly celebration the Feast of Lights.
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The dazzling effect of this home of the feast, was intensified by cascades of light from the two unrivaled chandeliers.
"Solaris Farm" by Milan C. Edson
The crystal chambers where they feast at night Flash back the beamings of the starry light.
"The Birth of the War-God" by Kalidasa
The lighting of the candles was the signal for all to come to the feast.
"Reminiscences" by Hans Mattson
By this means three duiker were soon killed, and we then lighted a fire, and enjoyed a feast of venison.
"The White Chief of the Caffres" by A.W. Drayson
They could see down into the lighted windows of Randall's dining-hall where the enemy feasted; but the supper was drawing to its end.
"Years of Plenty" by Ivor Brown
Before her eyes the house of Deep Moat Grange, all along its first floor, blazed with the light of a great feast.
"Deep Moat Grange" by S. R. Crockett
"Doubtless his brilliant, haggard eyes,
Long since took leave of life and light,
And those lithe limbs I used to prize
Feasted the jackal and the kite.
"Yasmini" by Laurence Hope
Let me, O Christ! be always ready drest,
(My lamp well trimm'd, and full of oil and light)
And watch thy coming to the wedding-feast,
Whilst heaven's gate lies open to my sight.
"A Morning Prayer, To Be Us'd After A Person Is Up, Wash'd, And Dress'd" by Rees Prichard
There is snow on the ground,
And the valleys are cold,
And a midnight profound
Blackly squats o'er the wold;
But a light on the hilltops half-seen hints of
feastings unhallowed and old.
"Festival" by Howard Phillips Lovecraft
I come today and the lights are fled,
And the trail of the mold and rust
Has saddened the hall where the feast was spread,
And love has vanished and youth is dead
At the Sign of the Heart of Dust.
"Cupid To A Skull" by Charles Hamilton Musgrove
They sat at their feast round the Norse-king's board;
By the glare of the torch-light the mead was pour'd;
The hearth was heap'd with the pine-boughs high,
And it flung a red radiance on shields thrown by.
"The Sicilian Captive" by Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Ranging the brambled hollows free
For purple feast;--till, light as Hope,
The little footsteps scale the slope;
And from the highest height we view
Our island-girdling sea
Bar the green valley with a wall of blue.
"A Dorset Idyl" by Francis Turner Palgrave
Bon Marché is already winning hearts and palates with this light, peasant-style cuisine and a rendition of the classic New Territories poon choi feast.
Your front porch is the buffet of choice for the orb weaver spiders, and your light is the headliner, attracting the smorgasbord of bugs that the spiders feast on.
If you missed a rare show of the Northern Lights last night, feast your eyes on this video.
Autumn in Paris is a lot like every other season in the City of Light: a delicious feast for the senses.