例文・使い方で印象づける「mist」の覚え方
スポンサーリンク...The sun was a faint spot seen between curtains of mist... 
Vicente Blasco Ibanez Charlotte Brewster Jordan 「The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse」
...It went through with a horrid thundering that made my belly quake; and there hung over the lynn a little mist of spray...
Robert Louis Stevenson 「Kidnapped」
...Between high heaven and earth the wind whirls on its waftages of hail and lightning, exhales its torrid mist or breathes in gentle breezes...
Alexandre Dumas, Pere 「The Man in the Iron Mask」
...The mist had gone from the sky, and the stars were shining brightly...
John Buchan 「Mr. Standfast」
... Sometimes my dreams are golden-hued and full of wonderful enjoyments, when suddenly a mist rises and overspreads my fancy, blotting them out forever...
Alexandre Dumas, Pere 「Louise de la Valliere」
... Silken punkahs swung from chains, wafting back and forth a cloud of sandalwood smoke that veiled the whole scene in mysterious, scented mist...
Talbot Mundy 「King--of the Khyber Rifles」
...At that instant the moon shone through the mist and the gold bracelet glittered in the moonlight...
Talbot Mundy 「King--of the Khyber Rifles」
...There was little to see except gleaming teeth and the whites of eyes, set in hairy faces in the mist...
Talbot Mundy 「King--of the Khyber Rifles」
...The mist, too, was growing thicker...
Talbot Mundy 「King--of the Khyber Rifles」
...Then the man in Roman armor strode out of a mist, and all was steady again and easy to understand...
Talbot Mundy 「King--of the Khyber Rifles」
... She faded into mist, in a swirl of graceful drapery, and he frowned again...
Talbot Mundy 「King--of the Khyber Rifles」
...The mist dissolved, and King forgot the pressure--forgot everything...
Talbot Mundy 「King--of the Khyber Rifles」
... The mist turned red...
Talbot Mundy 「King--of the Khyber Rifles」
...Far below rolled the white mist over the valleys of superstition, and above him towered the mountains...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Through these months of anguish a mist had rested on her mind; it was rolled together now, and the old clear intellect awoke from its long torpor...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Morn dawns, and with it stern Udoe's hills, Dark Urrugum's rocks, and Kira's peak, Robed half in mist, bedewed with various rills, Arrayed in many a dun and purple streak...
Henry M. Stanley 「How I Found Livingstone」
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