In some a mere wasteful Spilth seems the sole design of the artist, as in the Fontana Paolina on the Janiculum, where the cold wash of its deluge seemed to add a piercing chill to our windy afternoon.
"Roman Holidays and Others"
W. D. Howells
Here all my life lies like a Spilth of wine.
"Kentucky Poems"
Madison J. Cawein Commentator: Edmund Gosse