Sentences with phrase «vast black field»

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Black girl short hairstyles are a vast field for creativity.

With a land - speed record out of the picture, those intangible virtues become more apparent as we tootle north on Queen Kaahumanu Highway 19 through the stark, black lava fields covering the Kohala Coast's lap of luxury (boasting Four Seasons, Kona Village, Mauna Lani, and Orchid resorts), breaking due east at the Kawaihae Harbor (after lunch at Cafe Pesto) to climb swiftly into the blustery Kohala uplands through the vast Parker Ranch lands.

The immediate surroundings of this Bali Sally private villas are of vast green paddy fields, scattered trees and some remaining forest, Balinese settlements, rivers, and wild beaches with frequently strong and powerful surf, currents, and sparkling black sand that feels ever so soft beneath the bare foot.

One composition, O Halme, ihr Halme, O Halme der Nacht has a realistic looking airplane wing protruding from the top of the vast canvas above the blue / yellow / black grass field that grows beneath it.

Generally used in street lighting, mono - frequency lamps emit light at such a narrow frequency that colours other than yellow and black are invisible, thus transforming the visual field around the sun into a vast duotone landscape.

«For come, tell me, can there be anything more delightful than to see, as it were, here now displayed before us a vast lake of bubbling pitch with a host of snakes and serpents and lizards, and ferocious and terrible creatures of all sorts swimming about in it, while from the middle of the lake there comes a plaintive voice saying: «Knight, whosoever thou art who beholdest this dread lake, if thou wouldst win the prize that lies hidden beneath these dusky waves, prove the valour of thy stout heart and cast thyself into the midst of its dark burning waters, else thou shalt not be worthy to see the mighty wonders contained in the seven castles of the seven Fays that lie beneath this black expanse;» and then the knight, almost ere the awful voice has ceased, without stopping to consider, without pausing to reflect upon the danger to which he is exposing himself, without even relieving himself of the weight of his massive armour, commending himself to God and to his lady, plunges into the midst of the boiling lake, and when he little looks for it, or knows what his fate is to be, he finds himself among flowery meadows, with which the Elysian fields are not to be compared.»