Or they were wrapped about with a thick mist stabbed through by flashes of red fire from heavy guns, revealing in a moment's glare the sharp edges of the fallen stonework, the red ruins of the prison and asylum, the huddle of shell-pierced roofs, and that broken tower which stands as a memorial of what once was the splendour of Ypres.
"From Bapaume to Passchendaele, 1917"
Philip Gibbs
Some of them had put forth brilliant blossoms of many hues, little spots of exquisite coloring against the sombre hue of the stonework and the deep green of the leaves.
"The New Tenant"
E. Phillips Oppenheim
That little space of rust-coloured iron and grey stonework-just visible under the hanging branches of the trees-had an attraction for her far outstripping the gaudy changes of the sunset.
"The White Gauntlet"
Mayne Reid