What is "darkest"

Usage examples of "darkest".

With their winds of woe And their storms of tears, And their darkest of nights whose shadowy slopes Are lit with the flashes of starriest hopes, And their sunshiny days in whose calm heavens loom The clouds of the tempest -- the shadows of the gloom!

Head above and at the sides a greyish-brown, darkest on the hind head, where the central hairs are from four to five inches long, while between the shoulders somewhat elongated hairs indicate a short mane.

The dew comes down from darkest skies, And every night our tears of woe Go up like dews to Paradise, To keep in bloom, and make more fair, The flowers of crowns we yet shall wear.

From mortal eyes that fall, And your notes evoke the darkest fears That human hearts appall!

Calimshan, or even in the darkest of alleys, the trading of young slaves from Amn or Tethyr.

Silken cloth of darkest black covered their bodies, but Tristan nonetheless recognized the hulking form that stepped ahead of the others.

The pulsations traveled through the water, along the bottom of the canyon and across its rim, traveling through the darkest, deepest reaches of the sea with growing intensity.

One darkest glen Sends from its woods of musk-rose, twined with jasmine, A soul-dissolving odour to invite To some more lovely mystery.

And stand ashamed when failure teaches thee That a good man, even in his darkest longings, Is well aware of the right way.

Velvetfoot lingered in the darkest corners, a stone with eyes watching the palace bustle around him.

The ruler of Sart resisted the temptation to go to the door of the tomb for a wary look around, and instead got up and moved away from the light, to the darkest of the benches.

These twosomes were tucked into the farther, darkest corners of the cavernous room, far from the sleepy coals of the hearth and the lanterns hanging nearby.

As Nortreen crashed to the floor, something stirred in the darkest shadows of the taproom.

Almost immediately there came another, much louder splintering crash, and one of the panels in the darkest corner thrust some splinters into the room.

Ilibar Quelver was getting old, but not slow, and he was almost too swift in closing the portal to see it: from out of nothingness, in the darkest part of the hall, ghostly light shimmered .