"Flash back" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... but never again Might the sunbeam in splendor flash back from her fane. No prophet stood forth, and, with prescience sublime, Told of light in the Future unkindled by Time: No poet-king sounded his lyre o'er her tomb; No ruler went up 'mid the cloud's awful ...
— Indian Legends and Other Poems • Mary Gardiner Horsford
... the structure, and it is hard work to get them out, but we shall succeed. We shall see that no more of that kind get in. Let us build on the broad foundation of the fathers a stately palace, of marble, pure and white, whose towers shall flash back in glory the sunlight of centuries, towers of refuge against falsehood and wrong ...
— Continental Monthly , Vol IV, Issue VI, December 1863 - Devoted to Literature and National Policy. • Various
... filled with water, the yoke with which she has carried them rests on one of her shoulders, and she leans against the mast of victory. That is not a fairy palace you see before you yonder, but a church: the gilded domes and shining orbs flash back my beams; the glorious bronze horses up yonder have made journeys, like the bronze horse in the fairy tale: they have come hither, and gone hence, and have returned again. Do you notice the variegated splendour of the walls and windows? It looks as if Genius ...
— What the Moon Saw: and Other Tales • Hans Christian Andersen
... engravings nor photographs of Roman antiquities nor storied urns nor animated busts escapes the wandering, curious brown eyes of the girl. But in her vast wonderment, though her eyes wander far and wide, they never are too far to flash back betimes at Henry Fenn's who drinks from the woman's eyes as from a deep and bewitching well. He does not see that she is staring. But as the minutes speed, he knows that he is electrified with alternating currents from her glowing face ...
— In the Heart of a Fool • William Allen White
... on those purple fields; and a score of cities flash back the last red light, which shows each inequality and undulation of Lombardy outspread four thousand feet beneath. Both ranges, Alps and Apennines, are clear to view; and all the silvery lakes are over-canopied and brought into one picture by flame-litten ...
— Sketches and Studies in Italy and Greece, Complete - Series I, II, and III • John Symonds
... and primroses range themselves into lines that spell out these hated words of an ever-echoing vow, and if, in midnight hours, I raise my weary eyes, the sleepless stars revengefully group themselves, and flash back to me, in burning characters, 'Till death us do part.' Up yonder, behind sun, and planet, and nebulae, I shall look God in the face, and pointing to my withered heart and blighted life, can say truly, 'At least I kept the ruins free from ...
— Vashti - or, Until Death Us Do Part • Augusta J. Evans Wilson
... us, the observation and range-finding planes circle over the trenches like gliding gulls. At a feeble altitude they follow the attacking infantrymen and flash back wireless reports of the engagement. Only through them can communication be maintained when, under the barrier fire, wires from the front lines are cut. Sometimes it falls to our lot to guard these machines from Germans eager to swoop down on their backs. Sailing about ...
— Flying for France • James R. McConnell
... superabundance of faith. Within it's magnificent, and its magnificence has no shabby spots—a rare thing in Rome. Marble and mosaic, alabaster and malachite, lapis and porphyry, incrust it from pavement to cornice and flash back their polished lights at each other with such a splendour of effect that you seem to stand at the heart of some immense prismatic crystal. One has to come to Italy to know marbles and love them. I remember the fascination ...
— Italian Hours • Henry James
... mantle may be maintained at the cost of struggles which tear her heart-strings. And then at night, when the will is dormant, when the nervous system is no longer ruled by the power of waking intelligence, the old familiar agony returns, the hated images flash back upon the brain, and in proportion to the fineness of the temperament is the intensity of the ...
— Phantom Fortune, A Novel • M. E. Braddon
... outmost walls, with stately rustling fold, Flash back from arch and parapet the sunlight's ruddy gold— They mount to the deep roll of drums, and widely-echoing cheers, And then—once more, dark, breathless, ...
— War Poetry of the South • Various |
