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In the middle was the caldron of the torrent, called the “Scarfe,” with the sheer trap-rock, which is green in the sunlight, like black night flung around it, while a snowy wreath of mist (like foam exhaling) circled round the basined steep, or hovered over the chasm.

Mary Anerley Richard Doddridge 2004

His bare feet disturbed the red dust of the path down to the granite-basined river, and tiny clouds puffed out on each side of the way at every footfall.

The Yoke A Romance of the Days when the Lord Redeemed the Children of Israel from the Bondage of Egypt Elizabeth Miller

Their floors are often basined and hold lakelets whose deep and quiet waters reflect the sheltering ramparts of rugged rock which tower far above them.

The Elements of Geology William Harmon Norton 1900

In its slow movement the neve field broadly scours its bed to a flat or basined floor.

The Elements of Geology William Harmon Norton 1900

In many cases lakes are due to more than one cause, as where preglacial valleys have both been basined by the ice and blockaded by its moraines.

The Elements of Geology William Harmon Norton 1900

Their characteristic form is that of a long, deep, narrow bay with steep rock walls and basined floor.

The Elements of Geology William Harmon Norton 1900

In smoke-coloured folds, closely matching the lowering dim canopy of vapour brooding overhead, the prairie spread about her, deepening to a basined valley in the middle distances, sweeping to a rise beyond, so that the edges of the basin looked down upon the town.

The Dop Doctor Richard Dehan 1897

Your backyard becomes voluptuous with pomegranate and almond trees, lemon groves, and hedges of flowering cactus, dazzling banks of azaleas, marble - basined fountains, in which chestnut-and-white pond-herons step daintily amid exotic water-lilies, while golden pheasants strut about on alabaster terraces.

The Toys of Peace, and other papers 1870-1916 Saki 1893

Passing the stone-basined fountain in the middle of the park he stopped, jerked the pistol from his pocket, spilled the cartridges from its magazine, and stooped to grope for a loose stone in the walk-border.

The Price Francis Lynde 1893

Well back under this natural shelter, basined in the hollowed rock, a blessed pool of fair water lay unwrinkled by even a flutter of breeze.

An Apache Princess A Tale of the Indian Frontier Charles King 1888