Upon its shelves rested pyramids of
shimmering glasses that were never disturbed.
or where you might turn and look across the still lapping harbour, out through the little neck of light between the headlands to the
shimmering sea beyond,--your ears filled with a melting tide of sweet sounds, the murmur of the streams and the gentle surging of the sea, the rippling of leaves, the soft restless whisper of women's gowns, and the music of their vowelled voices.
In the village, in the house, in the garden, by the well, by the pond, over all the rising ground, and all along the road uphill from the bridge leading to the village, not more than five hundred yards away, crowds of men could be seen through the
shimmering mist.
At last the Kincaid slipped down the Ugambi and ran out upon the
shimmering waters of the Atlantic.
Lovers' Lane was a veritable path in a fairyland that night -- a
shimmering, mysterious place, full of wizardry in the white-woven enchantment of moonlight.
At sunrise we had made out a black speck to the westward, apparently suspended high up in the void behind a stirring,
shimmering veil of silvery blue gauze that seemed at times to stir and float in the breeze which fanned us slowly along.
To right and left flew my
shimmering blade, now green with the sticky juice of a plant man, now red with the crimson blood of a great white ape; but always flying from one opponent to another, hesitating but the barest fraction of a second to drink the lifeblood in the centre of some savage heart.
Before me lay the Lost Sea of Korus, while farther on I caught the
shimmering ribbon of Iss, the River of Mystery, where it wound out from beneath the Golden Cliffs to empty into Korus, to which for countless ages had been borne the deluded and unhappy Martians of the outer world upon the voluntary pilgrimage to this false heaven.
At last came she whom Tarzan sought, with lithe sinews rolling beneath
shimmering hide; fat and glossy came Sabor, the lioness.
The wall, the floor, and the furniture, even to the bed itself, were aflame with
shimmering bits of color.
In the Berryessa Valley, the
shimmering heat waves made their eyes ache, and their heads; so that they traveled on in the early morning and late afternoon.
The moon shone on it, and it looked like a great
shimmering ice-field, with the heads of the distant tors as rocks borne upon its surface.