It stood against the darkness and hung out a dim complexion of light, or rather of pallidness, that was not light-not to be described by the pen.
"The Frozen Pirate"
W. Clark Russell
"I bring you a greeting from your mother," said the chaplain as he came in; and immediately a sweet smile passed over the young knight's countenance, and its deadly pallidness gave place to a bright soft glow.
"Sintram and His Companions"
Friedrich de la Motte Fouque Commentator: Charlotte M. Yonge