The south-westerly
mood of the great West Wind is a lightless
mood, without sun, moon, or stars, with no gleam of light but the phosphorescent flashes of the great sheets of foam that, boiling up on each side of the ship, fling bluish gleams upon her dark and narrow hull, rolling as she runs, chased by enormous seas, distracted in the tumult.
He was glad of a chance to be alone to recover from the influence of ordinary actual life, which had already depressed his happy
mood.
My
mood was sufficiently foolish, but it was not such a frame of mind as I can be ashamed of; and I could wish a boy no happier fortune than to possess it for a time, at least.
Then was the prudent king, the hoary warrior, sad of
mood, when he learned that his princely thane, the dearest to him, no longer lived.
It may be asked further of poetry, whether the meter and stanza structure are appropriate to the
mood and thought and so handled as to bring out the emotion effectively; and whether the sound is adapted to the sense (for example, musical where the idea is of peace or quiet beauty).
He was a man of the world with supple lips and an agreeable manner, he was indeed a man of much kindliness and simplicity, though by no means clever, but she was not in the
mood to give any one credit for such qualities, and examined him as though he were an epitome of all the vices of his service.
Self-sacrificing as her
mood might be Tess could not well go further and cry, "Marry one of them, if you really do want a dairywoman and not a lady; and don't think of marrying me
The
mood that had taken possession of him was a thing known to men and unknown to boys.
So often this
mood would come to Ona, in the nighttime, when something wakened her; she would lie, afraid of the beating of her own heart, fronting the blood-red eyes of the old primeval terror of life.
But she was in a
mood when it is almost physically disagreeable to interrupt the stride of one's thought, and she walked up and down two or three times under the trees before approaching his staircase.
Of a deeply religious temperament, there was inevitably a tinge of the devotional in his
mood.
Princess Mary well knew this
mood of quiet absorbed querulousness, which generally culminated in a burst of rage, and she went about all that morning as though facing a cocked and loaded gun and awaited the inevitable explosion.
