1 Miss Farish's heart was a fountain of tender illusions, Miss Stepney's a precise register of facts as manifested in their relation to herself.
2 Hanging lights made emerald caverns in the depths of foliage, and whitened the spray of a fountain falling among lilies.
3 Selden followed her, and still without speaking they seated themselves on a bench beside the fountain.
4 And still deeper the meaning of that story of Narcissus, who because he could not grasp the tormenting, mild image he saw in the fountain, plunged into it and was drowned.
5 But calm, snow-white, and unvarying; still directing its fountain of feathers to the sky; still beckoning us on from before, the solitary jet would at times be descried.
6 You cannot go with your pitcher to this fountain and fill it, and bring it away.
7 Outside the soft, monotonous splash of a fountain could be heard; the sound penetrated into the room with the heavy odor of jessamine that came through the open windows.
8 Still the clear fountain retained a portion of its charmed influence, but it reflected only the somber gloom that fell from the impending heavens.
The Last of the Mohicans By James Fenimore CooperContext Highlight In CHAPTER 18 9 In the middle of the court, a fountain threw high its silvery water, falling in a never-ceasing spray into a marble basin, fringed with a deep border of fragrant violets.
10 The water in the fountain, pellucid as crystal, was alive with myriads of gold and silver fishes, twinkling and darting through it like so many living jewels.
11 Around the fountain ran a walk, paved with a mosaic of pebbles, laid in various fanciful patterns; and this, again, was surrounded by turf, smooth as green velvet, while a carriage-drive enclosed the whole.
12 It was a beautiful moonlight evening, and he sat watching the rising and falling spray of the fountain, and listening to its murmur.
13 A stream cannot rise above its fountain.
14 There were trees, and flower-beds, and evergreens clipped into strange shapes, and a large pool with an old gray fountain in its midst.
15 But the flower-beds were bare and wintry and the fountain was not playing.