Composer Coppola

Usage examples of carmine.

Harold Gerber lived in a run-down tenement on Seventh Avenue South, around the corner from Carmine Street.

Just before the carmine and purple handstamp on the 1900 category and the 75-centimes in all the French-China divisions was a tiny checkmark.

They shed shavings, sawdust and lampblack at every step, and from their clothes and hands and faces dripped the carmine paint.

Each photoreceptive sail was a different metallic color: carmine red, cobalt blue, deep purple, emerald green.

Satyris, quod similiter in hoc carmine ridiculae res puden-daeque dicuntur, velut quae a Satyris proferuntur et fiunt.

Though he wore his own hair-cut fairly short and whitish-grey in color-he had caked his face with an elaborate maquillage of snow-white cream and powder, carefully drawn in soot-black brows and lashes, artificially pinkened his cheeks, and heavily carmined his puckered old mouth.

The space had been hewn from the rock on which the castle was founded, the walls of glistening, unmortised black stone decorated with brightly colored caricatures of bone-white, cadaverous men and women with cruel carmine mouths and ridiculously elongated limbs and exaggerated fangs.

In response to this threat, Hank activated his vest, just as Carmine lunged for him.

The five stood inside the carrier as he handed out canteens of water to Carmine, Hank and Bella.

Trevor and Carmine led the festivities and notched hero status in the minds of their followers.

The colors' names -- sandy ocher and carmine red and indigo -- rolled into Susannah's mind as if she were reading them off her paint box.

Its head lifted for a moment from the feast, showing the carmined mouth, the protruding eyes wide with its unholy desire.

In that heavy make-up with those rouged cheeks and thickly carmined lips, she looked like some indecently daubed statue, impossibly grotesque against a background of ridiculous pink silk hangings.

These had been all white, meaning unwholesomely rich in greens and blues and carmines, and very pallid to begin with, earning slow increments of honey and ultimate toffee as the sun slowly chewed them.

Your nipples gently touched by the brush of your Malabar slave girl, who has dipped it into the same carmine that bloodies your lips, inviting as a wound!