A little after, the stream that I was following fell into the Tarn at Pont de Montvert of bloody memory.
"The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition" by Robert Louis Stevenson
And he takes a great rung** and lays it about Tarn's shoulders, calling him coward loon, that ran away from the fighting.
"The Gold Of Fairnilee" by Andrew Lang
Whatever tarn cap the one had worn during the past three days, however bewildering had been his inaction, his reputation held.
"The Long Roll" by Mary Johnston
So do the little emerald tarns lie like saucers full of sky and trees in pockets of the Alps.
"Highways and Byways in Surrey" by Eric Parker
Dwelling at the tarn, 68.
"The Complete Golfer " by Harry Vardon
He has gone like a stone dropped into a bottomless tarn.
"The Master Mummer" by E. Phillips Oppenheim
It will be remembered that M'Dougall had heard of another mountain tarn.
"Pioneers of the Pacific Coast" by Agnes C. Laut
A boy had been sent to sweep the snow from the White Moss Tarn for him.
"A Critic in Pall Mall" by Oscar Wilde
He speaks of it as a "tarn", but we cannot believe he would have it so stagnant a thing as that name implies.
"Writings in the United Amateur, 1915-1922" by Howard Phillips Lovecraft
WHAT HAPPENED AT THE TARN.
"Nuala O'Malley" by H. Bedford-Jones
Till one night, when the sea-fog wrapped a shroud
Round spar and spire and tarn and tree,
Her soul went up on that lifted cloud
From this sad old house by the sea.
"A Newport Romance" by Francis Bret Harte
'T is a lonely region of tarns and trees,
And hollow hills that circle the West;
Haunted of rooks and the far-off sea's
Immemorial vague unrest;
A land of sorrowful memories.
"My Lady Of Verne" by Madison Julius Cawein
By the Hoof of the Wild Goat uptossed
From the cliff where she lay in the Sun
Fell the Stone
To the Tarn where the daylight is lost,
So she fell from the light of the Sun
"By the Hoof of the Wild Goat" by Rudyard Kipling
No bitter winds awake
In reedy tarn or brake;
The citron sunset leaves an orange moon.
Before my senses float
Thy breasts, thy lips, thy throat
Like fruit of Hesperus in a poppy-swoon.
"Anodyne of Autumn" by Clark Ashton Smith
All her youth is gone, her beautiful youth outworn,
Daughter of tarn and tor, the moors that were once her home
No longer know her step on the upland tracks forlorn
Where she was wont to roam.
"Mariana In The North" by Victoria Sackville-West
We loved the tarn with rocky shore,
We loved to tread the windy moor,
And many a berried lane;
But most where, swollen with rains and rills,
The waters of a hundred hills
Go hurrying down the plain;
"To --" by Digby Mackworth Dolben
Tarn Kelsey as Seymour, the chess player.
Tarn, trustee, to Dwight B Tarn, trustee's deed.
Self-portrait by Tarn Adams, left, using characters from his game.
Tarn Adams was in the carpeted spare bedroom that serves as his work space, trying to avert an apocalyptic outbreak of vampire dwarves.
Wildflowers, marmots, pikas, superb mountain views, alpine tarns and streams, Indian game drive walls and blinds.