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It was supported by the mouldering arches of the cloisters, dark, Gothic, and opening on the minster sanctuary, not only by casement windows that shed a dim mid-day gloom, but by a narrow winding staircase, at the foot of which an iron-spiked door led to the long gloomy path of cloistered solitude ....

Framing Romantic Dress: Mary Robinson, Princess Caroline and the Sex/Text 2006

One of the first exhibits was the mummy of some poor unfortunate soul reposing in an iron-spiked coffin.

Guanajuato 2000

One of the first exhibits was the mummy of some poor unfortunate soul reposing in an iron-spiked coffin.

Guanajuato 2000

He leaned his weight on a five-feet-tall wooden staff, the lower end of which was iron-spiked and the upper part terminating in a flattened V crutch formed by the bifurcation of the original branch.

The Greatest Survival Stories Ever Told Underwood, Lamar 2001

One massive hand gripped the black-and-silver mace of justice as if it were an iron-spiked battle mace that he would heave up at any moment to strike down a foe.

Conan Of The Isles De Camp, L. Sprague 1968

There was an iron-spiked fence round all the coverts,

The Old Huntsman 1918

Ching-hsiu, terrified, dared not refuse to accept the charge, but on the pretext that the woman had not placed herself respectfully by the side of the official chair, and thus had not left a way clear for the passage of his retinue, he had her beaten with iron-spiked whips, and she was cast away for dead in a neighbouring lane.

Myths and Legends of China 1909

Miss Moseley, who owned to an ever-present terror of bulls, grasped an iron-spiked walking-stick, and

For the Sake of the School Angela Brazil 1907

Into this wilderness I would venture alone with my iron-spiked staff.

My Reminiscences Rabindranath Tagore 1901

It was supported by the mouldering arches of the cloisters, dark, Gothic, and opening on the minster sanctuary, not only by casement windows that shed a dim mid-day gloom, but by a narrow winding staircase, at the foot of which an iron-spiked door led to the long gloomy path of cloistered solitude.

Memoirs of Mary Robinson Mary Elizabeth Robinson 1895