from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia

  • n. Same as snow-blink.


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  • The father of one stunning dead Swedish girl, had a perfect nose, white-blond hair, a movie hunk and I mean this guy was like walking sex feeling, the women in the theater needed to suck popcorn when he walked on screen, his snow-light hair, ultra-kind glasses, and square everything and brewed coffee-colored eyes, probably smelled like male-musk.

    The Agonizingly Beautiful Noses of Norwegians

  • Hang the pictures, plant the lemon basil, festoon the ungainly trees with twinkling lights that shimmer in the snow-light, just. for the night.


  • It was dark under the hemlock boughs, but my eyes were adapted enough to be able to see patches of the oddly glowing snow-light through the screen of needles overhead.

    Drums of Autumn

  • Each day I could see the white descending; till one morning, as in my childhood, I opened my eyes to the snow-light.

    The Persian Boy

  • I was haunted by those scornful eyeholes, and by a youth whom only my mind's eye had seen, climbing the slopes of Etna with the snow-light on his upturned face.

    The Mask of Apollo

  • It seemed just right that she should appear then, for in her face were all three, -- the shadowy twilight, the soft moonlight, and the white snow-light.

    The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 13, No. 78, April, 1864

  • One evening, during my second week at the Brewsters ', I sat long at my chamber-window, watching the fading twilight, the growing moonlight, and the steady snow-light.

    The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 13, No. 78, April, 1864

  • They were strong and hardy fellows, and although frost covered their clothing and hung in icicles about their faces, they ran contentedly behind the dog-teams in the semi-darkness, as only the snow-light remained.

    A Woman who went to Alaska

  • By noon the room was as murky as dish-water, and Stanton lay and fretted in the messy, sudsy snow-light like a forgotten knife or spoon until the janitor wandered casually in about three o'clock and wrung a piercing little wisp of flame out of the electric-light bulb over the sick man's head, and raised him clumsily out of his soggy pillows and fed him indolently with a sad, thin soup.

    Molly Make-Believe

  • The room was quiet, and almost dark, save for the snow-light outside, and the flickering flame of the fire, that danced over the "Sleeping Beauty's" face and touched the Fair One's golden locks with ruddier glory.

    The Birds' Christmas Carol


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