darkeyed

Selma Schubart was a sultry, temperamental, darkeyed beauty.

Portrait of An Artist Laurie Lisle 1986

An instant later she was there-tall, russet-haired, darkeyed, holding what looked like a .38 automatic.

Trumps of Doom Zelazny, Roger 1985

Their house had pressed earth floors, one spigot of cold water, a charcoal fire, two very comfortable hammocks, a horde of small, harmless insects, and a small, darkeyed Sarkhanese boy about nine years old who apparently came with the house.

Chapter 8 1983

I forgot all about the war and my promises as the darkeyed lady smiled and talked in a magic way.

Chickenhawk Mason, Robert 1983

As to the prank of the visit, Emma heartily enjoyed it and hugged it for a holiday of her own, and doating on the beautiful, darkeyed, fresh creature, who bore the name of the divine Huntress, she thought her a true Dian in stature, step, and attributes, the genius of laughter superadded.

Complete Project Gutenberg Works of George Meredith George Meredith 1868

As to the prank of the visit, Emma heartily enjoyed it and hugged it for a holiday of her own, and doating on the beautiful, darkeyed, fresh creature, who bore the name of the divine Huntress, she thought her a true Dian in stature, step, and attributes, the genius of laughter superadded.

Diana of the Crossways — Volume 1 George Meredith 1868

There were Puritan coffee houses where no oath was heard, and where lankhaired men discussed election and reprobation through their noses; Jew coffee houses where darkeyed money changers from Venice and Amsterdam greeted each other; and Popish coffee houses where, as good Protestants believed, Jesuits planned, over their cups, another great fire, and cast silver bullets to shoot the King.

The History of England, from the Accession of James II — Volume 1 Thomas Babington Macaulay Macaulay 1829

Pynchon’s map even unfolds to include Long Island’s Five Towns, whose daughters, he wrote, “pace demure and darkeyed like so many Rapunzels within the magic frontiers of a country where the elfin architecture of Chinese restaurants, seafood palaces and split-level synagogues is often enchanting as the sea.”

The Crying of Area Code 212 - Paper Cuts Blog - NYTimes.com 2009

Pynchon’s map even unfolds to include Long Island’s Five Towns, whose daughters, he wrote, “pace demure and darkeyed like so many Rapunzels within the magic frontiers of a country where the elfin architecture of Chinese restaurants, seafood palaces and split-level synagogues is often enchanting as the sea.”

The Crying of Area Code 212 - Paper Cuts Blog - NYTimes.com 2009

Seeing the changes in Lincoln’s face, though, was somehow more painful than confronting her own aging image, because she carried such vivid memories of the man he’d been at twenty-five: dark-haired, darkeyed, already a face of strength and character.

Bloodstream Tess Gerritsen 1998