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.
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.
The little stinging, buzzing imps succeeded in dispelling a mood
which might have held her there in the darkness half a night longer.
Differing one from another in natures and moods
so greatly as they did, they yet formed, bending, a curiously uniform row--automatic, noiseless; and an alien observer passing down the neighbouring lane might well have been excused for massing them as "Hodge".
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