Clerical vestment

Usage examples of cassock.

Closer to the entrance were the nobles, dressed in exotic silks of every color and description, and the templars, who embellished their black cassocks with bronze neckchains and breastpins of precious copper.

They were all intensely curious but all, even the children, remarkably discreet: yet at one point Stephen noticed a tall, martial man leave a group of Catholic Ghegs and come deliberately towards them, twirling his moustache with a hand adorned with a magnificent amethyst: he had two silver-mounted pistols in the belt of what looked very like a cassock and a musket or perhaps a fowling-piece - no, a musket -over his shoulder, a pectoral cross showing beneath its butt.

Knights wearing Enathpanean vests, cassocks, and khalats milled on horses that looked like starved nags.

He wore a jubon or close vest of crimson cloth, with cuisses or short skirts of yellow satin, a loose cassock of brocade, a rich Moorish scimiter, and a hat with plumes.

Drawing their palms over grass, goldenrod, and white alyssum, they walked toward the common line, fourteen of them, their yellow silk cassocks whipped by wind and fiery convections, the five snakes about each of their throats outstretched, like the spokes of a candelabra, searching every direction.

Concha was brushing invisible grains of snuff from his cassock sleeve and watching Estella with anxious eyes.

On the rainy tarmac at Biggin Hill Executive Airport, Aringarosa emerged from his cramped plane, bundling his cassock against the cold damp.

For the first part of the programme we wore our blue cassocks and our ruffs, and sang Byrd and Tallis and all that.

But to Father Concha the sum represented five hundred cups of black coffee denied to himself in the evening at the cafe - five hundred packets of cigarettes, so-called of Havana, unsmoked - two new cassocks in the course of twenty years - a hundred little gastronomic delights sternly resisted season after season.

He was dressed instead in a simple black cassock that seemed to amplify the solidity of his substantial frame.

The camerlegno, in his torn cassock, with the scorched brand on his chest, looked like some sort of battered champion who had overcome the rings of hell for this one moment of revelation.

With his words still hanging in the air, the camerlegno grabbed the neck of his cassock and violently tore it open, revealing his bare chest.

The camerlegno pulled a pocket watch from his cassock and looked at it.

The camerlegno pulled a silk handkerchief from his cassock and handed it to Langdon so he could clean himself.

The camerlegno's cassock was torn open, and his bare chest was seared black.