Does the author skilfully use description to create the general atmosphere in which he wishes to invest his work--an atmosphere of cheerfulness, of mystery, of activity, or any of a hundred other moods
In these moods
she found it impossible to read or play the piano, even to move being beyond her inclination.
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!" She followed Dairyman Crick, and had the mournful satisfaction of seeing that Clare remained behind.
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.
Of a deeply religious temperament, there was inevitably a tinge of the devotional in his mood
The guests were reluctant to address her, feeling that she was in no mood
for their conversation.
Awful and threatening scowls darken the face of the West Wind in his clouded, south-west mood
; and from the King's throne-hall in the western board stronger gusts reach you, like the fierce shouts of raving fury to which only the gloomy grandeur of the scene imparts a saving dignity.
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
. He thought that he had already had time to lose his temper with Ivan, to show coolness to his brother, and to talk flippantly with Katavasov.
The smooth richness of their diction; the amiable sweetness of their mood
, their gracious caprice, the delicacy of their satire (which was so kind that it should have some other name), their abundance of light and color, and the deep heart of humanity underlying their airiest fantasticality, all united in an effect which was different from any I had yet known.
"Angry of mood
he went, from his eyes, likest to fire, stood out a hideous light.
It was strange and unfamiliar; it was a mood
. She did not sit there inwardly upbraiding her husband, lamenting at Fate, which had directed her footsteps to the path which they had taken.
I felt I had him at a disadvantage, had caught him in the mood
of indiscretion; and to tell the truth I was not curious to learn what might have driven a young medical student out of London.