And up through the haze like released spirits in paradise came with soft, steady motion, Phalanxes of soldiers smiling.
"The Faery Tales of Weir"
Anna McClure Sholl
The Phalanxes were ordered to advance, but some fell dead with horror as they drove their limbs against an unseen barrier.
"The Faery Tales of Weir"
Anna McClure Sholl
To view the solid Phalanxes of icy floes, as they fill the mountain fastnesses and imperceptibly march through the ravines and force their way to the sea, fills one with awe indescribable.
"Oregon, Washington and Alaska; Sights and Scenes for the Tourist"
E. L. Lomax