ornamenting

It appeared that he had conceived the idea of ornamenting the lid of the new box with some uncouth carvings of his own, in compliment to Mr. Wray and the mask of Shakspeare.

The Stolen Mask; or The Mysterious Cash-box. A Story for a Christmas Fireside 1864

Ernest suggested the idea of ornamenting the end of the perpendicular pipe, which brought the water to the basin, with shells; every sort might be collected on the shore, of the most brilliant colours, and curious and varied shapes.

The Swiss Family Robinson; or Adventures in a Desert Island Johann David Wyss 1780

Once or twice his hand strayed to the scabbard at his waist, to the pommel of the well-used sword, his fingers stroking the rounded knob ornamenting the hilt.

Earl of Durkness Alix Rickloff 2011

Also, one gruesome vision he caught of his own head, sun-dried and smoke-cured, ornamenting the canoe house of a cannibal village.

Chapter 2 2010

Once or twice his hand strayed to the scabbard at his waist, to the pommel of the well-used sword, his fingers stroking the rounded knob ornamenting the hilt.

Earl of Durkness Alix Rickloff 2011

The modern metallic burial casket is a step in the same direction, and many a dead man who ought now to be ornamenting his neighbors lawn as a tree, or enriching his table as a bunch of radishes, is doomed to a long inutility.

derrick jensen & aric mcbay | what we leave behind « poetry dispatch & other notes from the underground 2009

Indeed, ornamenting it with a purple box was probably the nicest thing that had ever happened to it.

Under Siege Upstate Ralph Gardner Jr. 2011

Once or twice his hand strayed to the scabbard at his waist, to the pommel of the well-used sword, his fingers stroking the rounded knob ornamenting the hilt.

Earl of Durkness Alix Rickloff 2011

And as a further amuse-bouche for his slavering critics, the author has himself not just killed off but decapitated and chopped to pieces, the strips of his flesh ornamenting the room like a Jackson Pollock.

La carte et le territoire by Michel Houellebecq – review George Walden 2010

The modern metallic burial casket is a step in the same direction, and many a dead man who ought now to be ornamenting his neighbors lawn as a tree, or enriching his table as a bunch of radishes, is doomed to a long inutility.

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