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Source: Additional Remains of the Rev. Robert Murray M'Cheyne, Late Minister of St. Peter's Church, Dundee: Consisting of Various Sermons and Lectures Delivered by Him in the Course of His Ministry

“As the season of believing seems to wind down let me gently remind you that many dreams still wait in the wings. Many authentic sparks must be fanned before passion performs her perfect work in you. Throw another log on the fire.”

Believe Stills Dream Seems Passion Waiting Perfect Fire Wind Seasons Let Me Wings Sparks Perfect Work

Author:Sarah Ban Breathnach

“All is going on as it was wont. The waves are hoarse with repetition of their mystery; the dust lies piled upon the shore; the sea-birds soar and hover; the winds and clouds go forth upon their trackless flight; the white arms beckon, in the moonlight, to the invisible country far away.”

Source: Dealings with the Firm of Dombey and Son: Wholesale, Retail and for Export

“Huge knots of sea-weed hung upon the jagged and pointed stones, trembling in every breath of wind; and the green ivy clung mournfully round the dark and ruined battlements. Behind it rose the ancient castle, its towers roofless, and its massive walls crumbling away, but telling us proudly of its own might and strength, as when, seven hundred years ago, it rang with the clash of arms, or resounded with the noise of feasting and revelry.”

Source: Charles Dickens: The Complete Christmas Novels & Tales (Illustrated): 30 Classics in One Volume: A Christmas Carol, The Battle of Life, The Chimes, Oliver Twist, Tom Tiddler's Ground, The Holly-Tree, Doctor Marigold, The Pickwick Papers, Great Expectations and more

“But, for all that, they had a very pleasant walk. The trees were bare of leaves, and the river was bare of water-lilies; but the sky was not bare of its beautiful blue, and the water reflected it, and a delicious wind ran with the stream, touching the surface crisply.”

Beautiful Water Nature Walks Tree Sky Wind Rivers Blue Surface Ran Streams Pleasant Touching Delicious Lilies Water Lily

Book:Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)

Source: Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)

“It was a cold hard easterly morning when he latched the garden gate and turned away. The light snowfall which had feathered his schoolroom windows on the Thursday, still lingered in the air, and was falling white, while the wind blew black.”

Stills Hard Light Fall Black Nature White Morning Air Wind Cold Garden Window Gates Thursday Snowfall

Book:Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)

Source: Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)

“The evening wind made such a disturbance just now, among some tall old elm-trees at the bottom of the garden, that neither my mother nor Miss Betsey could forbear glancing that way. As the elms bent to one another, like giants who were whispering secrets, and after a few seconds of such repose, fell into a violent flurry, tossing their wild arms about, as if their late confidences were really too wicked for their peace of mind.”

Source: The Personal History of David Copperfield ... With Frontispiece by H. K. Browne

“The earth covered with a sable pall as for the burial of yesterday; the clumps of dark trees, its giant plumes of funeral feathers, waving sadly to and fro: all hushed, all noiseless, and in deep repose, save the swift clouds that skim across the moon, and the cautious wind, as, creeping after them upon the ground, it stops to listen, and goes rustling on, and stops again, and follows, like a savage on the trail.”

Earth Nature Dark Tree Wind Moon Clouds Yesterday Giants Covered Funeral Savages Feathers Trails Cautious Repose Burial Dark Trees

Book:The Life and Adventures of Martin Chuzzlewit

Source: The Life and Adventures of Martin Chuzzlewit

“There was no wind; there was no passing shadow on the deep shade of the night; there was no noise. The city lay behind him, lighted here and there, and starry worlds were hidden by the masonry of spire and roof that hardly made out any shapes against the sky. Dark and lonely distance lay around him everywhere, and the clocks were faintly striking two.”

Source: Dealings with the Firm of Dombey and Son: Wholesale, Retail and for Export

“"I saw her, in the fire, but now. I hear her in music, in the wind, in the dead stillness of the night," returned the haunted man.”

Men Night Fire Saws Wind Stillness Spooky

Book:Dickens' Christmas Spirits: A Christmas Carol and Other Tales

Source: Dickens' Christmas Spirits: A Christmas Carol and Other Tales

“It had grown darker as they talked, and the wind was sawing and the sawdust was whirling outside paler windows. The underlying churchyard was already settling into deep dim shade, and the shade was creeping up to the housetops among which they sat. "As if," said Eugene, "as if the churchyard ghosts were rising."”

Ifs Said Wind Window Ghost Settling Sat Rising Shade Spooky Sawdust

Book:Our Mutual Friend

Source: Our Mutual Friend

“Under none of the accredited ghostly circumstances, and environed by none of the conventional ghostly surroundings, did I first make acquaintance with the house which is the subject of this Christmas piece. I saw it in the daylight, with the sun upon it. There was no wind, no rain, no lightning, no thunder, no awful or unwonted circumstance, of any kind, to heighten its effect.”

Firsts Kind House Sun Saws Pieces Subjects Effects Wind Circumstances Rain Awful Conventional Lightning Thunder Surroundings Acquaintance Daylight Spooky

Book:Ghost stories

Source: Ghost stories

“The rain and hail pattered against the glass; the chimneys quaked and rocked; the crazy casement rattled with the wind, as though an impatient hand inside were striving to burst it open. But no hand was there, and it opened no more.”

Hands Crazy Wind Rain Strive Glasses Impatient Hail Spooky Chimneys

Book:The Life And Adventures Of Nicholas Nickleby

Source: The Life And Adventures Of Nicholas Nickleby

“The night was dark, and a cold wind blew, driving the clouds, furiously and fast, before it. There was one black, gloomy mass that seemed to follow him: not hurrying in the wild chase with the others, but lingering sullenly behind, and gliding darkly and stealthily on. He often looked back at this, and, more than once, stopped to let it pass over; but, somehow, when he went forward again, it was still behind him, coming mournfully and slowly up, like a shadowy funeral train.”

Stills Night Black Dark Behinds Wind Cold Mass Train Clouds Driving Funeral Gloomy Spooky Lingering Hurrying Gliding Cold Wind

Book:Novels

Source: Novels

“A blight had fallen on the trees and shrubs; and the wind, at length beginning to break the unnatural stillness that had prevailed all day, sighed heavily from time to time, as though foretelling in grief the ravages of the coming storm. The bat skimmed in fantastic flights through the heavy air, and the ground was alive with crawling things, whose instinct brought them forth to swell and fatten in the rain.”

Grief Break Alive Air Tree Wind Rain Instinct Heavy Storm Flight Fantastic Fallen Length Stillness Bats Unnatural Spooky Crawling Blight Shrubs Foretelling

Book:Novels

Source: Novels

“For the night-wind has a dismal trick of wandering round and round a building of that sort, and moaning as it goes; and of trying, with its unseen hand, the windows and the doors; and seeking out some crevices by which to enter.”

Trying Hands Night Doors Building Wind Window Rounds Seeking Tricks Wander Unseen Spooky Moaning Crevice

Book:The Chimes

Source: The Chimes

“I don't remember forms or faces now, but I know the girl was beautiful. I know she was; for in the bright moonlight nights, when I start from my sleep, and all is quiet about me, I see, standing still and motionless in one corner of this cell, a slight and wasted figure with long black hair, which streaming down her back, stirs with no earthly wind, and eyes that fix their gaze on me, and never wink or close.”

Source: The Pickwick Papers

“At the great iron gate of the churchyard he stopped and looked in. He looked up at the high tower spectrally resisting the wind, and he looked round at the white tombstones, like enough to the dead in their winding-sheets, and he counted the nine tolls of the clock-bell.”

Enough White Wind Rounds Nine Clock Iron Gates Bells Towers Sheets Resisting Tolls Spooky Tombstone

Book:Charles Dickens's works. Charles Dickens ed. [18 vols. of a 21 vol. set. Wanting A child's history of England; Christmas stories; The mystery of Edwin Drood].

Source: Charles Dickens's works. Charles Dickens ed. [18 vols. of a 21 vol. set. Wanting A child's history of England; Christmas stories; The mystery of Edwin Drood].

“An evening wind uprose too, and the slighter branches cracked and rattled as they moved, in skeleton dances, to its moaning music.”

Wind Moved Evening Branches Cracked Skeletons Spooky Moaning

Book:Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)

Source: Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)

“China has an almost infinite need for energy, and frankly, the world would be better off if much of that need goes in the direction of wind power.”

Ifs World Needs Would Be Energy Wind Infinite China Better Off Wind Power

Author:Iqbal Quadir

“To live as I incline, or not to live at all: so do I wish; so wisheth also the holiest. But alas! how have I still - inclination? Have I-still a goal? A haven towards which MY sail is set?A good wind? Ah, he only who knoweth WHITHER he saileth, knoweth what wind is good, and a fair wind for him.What still remaineth to me? A heart weary and flippant; and unstable will; fluttering wings; a broken backbone.This seeking for MY home: O Zarathustra, dost thou know that this seeking hath been MY home-sickening; it eateth me up.”