A tallow dip cast a halo of garish light about Deirdre where she sat sewing; a broad gleam touched the crockery on the shelves behind her.
"The Pioneers"
Katharine Susannah Prichard
Dull, even sweet, the rumble of the train- 'Tis Circe singing near her golden loom; No garish lamps afflicted his charmed brain- Demeter's poppies brighten o'er her tomb.
"Eugene Field, A Study In Heredity And Contradictions"
Slason Thompson
He had looked about him the first morning of his arrival, had noted the heavy carved sideboard laden with the garish silver; had examined the pictures lining the walls, separated from the dark background of leather by heavy gold frames; had touched with his fingers the dial of the solemn bronze clock, flanked by its equally solemn candelabra; had peered between the steel andirons, bright as carving knives, and into the freshly varnished, spacious chimney up which no dancing blaze had ever whirled in madcap glee since the mason's trowel had left it and never would to the end of time,-not as long as the steam heat held out; had watched the crane-like step of Parkins as he moved about the room-cold, immaculate, impassive; had listened to his "Yes, sir-thank you, sir, very good, sir," until he wanted to take him by the throat and shake something spontaneous and human out of him, and as each cheerless feature passed in review his spirits had sunk lower and lower.
"Peter A Novel of Which He is Not the Hero"
F. Hopkinson Smith