1 The light air seemed full of powdered gold; below the dewy bloom of the lawns the woodlands blushed and smouldered, and the hills across the river swam in molten blue.
2 The sea was as a crucible of molten gold, that bubblingly leaps with light and heat.
3 He shoveled black sand into an iron receptacle and pounded it tight and set it aside to harden; then it would be taken out, and molten iron poured into it.
4 There was a row of brick furnaces, shining white through every crack with the molten steel inside.
5 Rippling, rippling, rippling, like a flapping overlapping of soft flames, soft as feathers, running to points of brilliance, exquisite, exquisite and melting her all molten inside.
6 Another self was alive in her, burning molten and soft in her womb and bowels, and with this self she adored him.
7 Sharp soft waves of unspeakable pleasure washed over her as he entered her, and started the curious molten thrilling that spread and spread till she was carried away with the last, blind flush of extremity.
8 And his anger gave him a peculiar handsomeness, an inwardness and glisten that thrilled her and made her limbs go molten.
9 A smell of molten tallow came up from the dean's candle butts and fused itself in Stephen's consciousness with the jingle of the words, bucket and lamp and lamp and bucket.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 5 10 In the silence Gabriel could hear the falling of the molten wax into the tray and the thumping of his own heart against his ribs.
11 During this time Danglars fixed his piercing glance on the young man, on whose heart Caderousse's words fell like molten lead.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContext Highlight In Chapter 3. The Catalans. 12 Brass and ore of gold flow in streams, and wounding steel is molten in the vast furnace.