rose-point

Against Cerdic's resplendent mauve satin and clouds of rose-point lace, Suraklin's dust-colored velvet seemed almost severe.

The Silicon Mage Hambly, Barbara 1988

It seemed to be an elusive commodity, that scrap of rose-point; for twenty minutes 'patient search failed utterly to bring it to the light of day.

Ainslee's, Vol. 15, No. 6, July 1905 Various

"Well, I'm sure I don't see how Laura could very well wear a rose-point shawl," persisted Mrs. Payne.

The Wheel of Life Ellen Anderson Gholson Glasgow 1909

From the depths of the mirror her bright brown eyes gazed back at her husband, while she fastened a cameo pin, containing the head of Minerva framed in pearls, in the rose-point on her bosom.

One Man in His Time Ellen Anderson Gholson Glasgow 1909

A little later, when he was passing his mother's door, he glanced in and saw her standing before the mirror in her evening gown of gray silk, with the foam-like ruffles of rose-point on her bosom and at her elbows, which were still round and young looking.

One Man in His Time Ellen Anderson Gholson Glasgow 1909

"Of course -- if you were to die we should be too heart-broken to care what you left -- but, since we are on the subject, I've always meant to ask you to leave me the shawl of old rose-point which belonged to mother."

The Wheel of Life Ellen Anderson Gholson Glasgow 1909

Mrs. Oglethorpe, in old-pile black velvet as usual, with a front and high-boned collar of yellow rose-point lace, stood in the background watching the comedy with a frank sardonic grin.

Black Oxen Gertrude Franklin Horn Atherton 1902

Pianura a marvellous veil of rose-point made in a Flemish convent; while on the statue's brow rested the Duke's jewelled diadem.

The Valley of Decision Edith Wharton 1899

"Get out that light-gray satin gown with the rose-point lace in the sleeves," she said,

Miss Gibbie Gault Kate Langley Bosher 1898

I was very tall and slim and -- well, I suppose I might say regal in that amethyst crêpe with the soft rose-point, but I looked to myself about the eyes as I had been doing for years.

The Melting of Molly Maria Thompson Daviess 1898