While he was speaking, Quicksilver seemed to be in search of something; he went stooping along the ground, and soon laid his hand on a little plant with a snow-white flower, which he plucked and smelt of.
But he had taken only a few steps, when, recollecting some other questions which he wished to ask, he turned round again, and beheld nobody on the spot where Quicksilver had stood; for that winged cap of his, and those winged shoes, with the help of the winged staff, had carried him quickly out of sight.
You-all laugh at quicksilver
in the riffles and think flour gold was manufactured by God Almighty for the express purpose of fooling suckers and chechaquos.
But all was glassy calm, each great sea, of all the orderly procession of great seas, heaving up, round-topped and mountainous, like so much quicksilver
At this moment, it was tingling through him, exultant, and live as quicksilver, whispering, "In July you will be in England.
And with every revolution of the wheels beneath him, the unquiet quicksilver in his breast told him that at midsummer he would be in London.
The music seems to run through my veins like quicksilver
and I forget everything--everything--except the delight of keeping time to it.
It is a mirror which no stone can crack, whose quicksilver
will never wear off, whose gilding Nature continually repairs; no storms, no dust, can dim its surface ever fresh; -- a mirror in which all impurity presented to it sinks, swept and dusted by the sun's hazy brush -- this the light dust-cloth -- which retains no breath that is breathed on it, but sends its own to float as clouds high above its surface, and be reflected in its bosom still.
The sword in his hands flashed like quicksilver
into the huddle of our fleeing enemies; and at every flash there came the scream of a man hurt.
The moon, which had been bright when he went out, by now shone only like a crescent of quicksilver
I think," she murmured, "that some of us in our youth must have drunk from some poisoned cup, something which turned our blood into quicksilver
As we approached it, there was the wooden drawbridge and the beautiful broad moat as still and luminous as quicksilver
in the cold, winter sunshine.