Bicycle lanterns, which resemble glowworms, should furnish decoration.
"Social Life" by Maud C. Cooke
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"Common Science" by Carleton W. Washburne
Her cell was lit by a cageful of glowworms.
"Rastignac the Devil" by Philip José Farmer
There were glowworm gems in the dark masses of her luxuriant hair.
"A Soldier's Trial" by Charles King
At first our eyes, accustomed to darkness, could distinguish nothing except this glowworm light and the surrounding haze of lacy gray.
"The Brightener" by C. N. Williamson
Not a glowworm was glittering in the moss.
"Hans Andersen's Fairy Tales" by Hans Christian Andersen
Dorat was surnamed by a contemporary the 'glowworm of Parnassus.
"A Short History of French Literature" by George Saintsbury
When a glowworm is put into a phial, and this is immersed in water, a beautiful irradiation takes place.
"Illustrative Anecdotes of the Animal Kingdom" by Samuel Griswold Goodrich
Each walk opens up a paradise, cool and secret as a spring, and the pebbles shine like glowworms.
"Woman" by Magdeleine Marx
The glowworm light lasts for many seconds and then dies out.
"The Nature of Animal Light" by E. Newton Harvey
He sings; each burning feather
Thrills, throbbing at his throat;
A song of firefly weather,
And of a glowworm boat:
"The Redbird" by Madison Julius Cawein
Nor amidst all these triumphs dost thou scorn
The humble glowworms to adorn,
And with those living spangles gild —
O greatness without pride! — the bushes of the field.
"Hymn. To Light" by Abraham Cowley
There in the dew is it you hiding lawny?
You, or a moth in the vines?--
You!--by your hand, where the band twinkles tawny!
You!--by your ring, like a glowworm, that shines!
"One Day And Another: A Lyrical Eclogue – Part I" by Madison Julius Cawein
Through that pure virgin shrine,
That sacred veil drawn o'er Thy glorious noon,
That men might look and live, as glowworms shine,
And face the moon,
Wise Nicodemus saw such light
As made him know his God by night.
"The Night" by Henry Vaughan
When in the shadows, like a rain of gold,
The fireflies stream steadily; and bright
Along the moss the glowworm, as of old,
A crawling sparkle—like a crooked light
In smoldering vellum—scrawls a square of night,—
"Phantoms" by Madison Julius Cawein
And what do you see when lost in dreams,
Little Boy, 'way in there?
Firefly-glimmers and glowworm-gleams,
And silvery, low, slow-sliding streams,
And mermaids, smiling out--'way in where
They're a-hiding--'way in there!
"Through Sleepy-Land" by James Whitcomb Riley