He turned to the window and pretended to look through the Cobwebbed glass.
"Stories of the Foot-hills"
Margaret Collier Graham
It was morning, as he could perceive by the light that was strained through a Cobwebbed grating over his head.
"The Blue Pavilions"
Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch
At last Light penetrates that Cobwebbed cranium, And I can laugh in public!
"Mr. Faust"
Arthur Davison Ficke