Then he discovered some manner of sorcerous power over matches in the wind, lighted a cigarette, and signalised his sense of refreshment by smoothly edging the indicator needle up toward the eighty notch, where he held it stationary until Lanyard and Liane with one accord begged him to consider their appetites.
"Alias The Lone Wolf"
Louis Joseph Vance
She gave me flowers to smell of That wizard branches bore, Of weird and sorcerous beauty, Whose stems dripped human gore- Their scent when I remember I know that world once more.
"Kentucky Poems"
Madison J. Cawein Commentator: Edmund Gosse