When the incarnadine embers of sunrise glowed in the east, the Missourians stood on the battlements and surveyed their domain.
"The Missourian"
Eugene P. (Eugene Percy) Lyle
She was darkly, wildly pretty, as a rambler rose tugging at its stem is restlessly pretty, as a pointed little gazelle smelling up at the moon is whimsically pretty, as a runaway stream from off the flank of a river is naughtily pretty, and she wore a crisp percale shirt waist with a saucy bow at the collar, fifty-cent silk stockings, and already she had almond incarnadine nails with points to them.
"The Vertical City"
Fannie Hurst
Soon must the hope of the wild herd be slain, And those cold springs of thine With blood incarnadine.
"Verses and Translations"
C. S. C.