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And wan and pale and sad and grum, In crowds, dire woe revealing, Crept slowly past, with drooping eye, And forehead smooth now frowning rimple.

From Vondel's Lucifer by Joost van den Vondel

While she waved her sun-browned hand holding the cherries aloft, the breeze blowing fresh from the southwest tossed her hair so that some loose strands shone like rimpled flames.

From Alice of Old Vincennes by Maurice Thompson

Well might Mead be glad of his roving temperament, as on his watch we talked and smoked above the expanse of rimpled water, and looked towards the sword-like lightnings in the south.

From The Bonadventure A Random Journal of an Atlantic Holiday by Edmund Blunden

Alice looked charmingly forlorn peeping out of the wraps in which she was bundled against the cold, her hair fluffed and rimpled in shining disorder around her face.

From Alice of Old Vincennes by Maurice Thompson

Amusement touched her eyes and lips so charmingly that he thought of the sea at dawn, rimpled by the morning breeze, gay with the laughter of young sunlight.

From The Day of Days An Extravaganza by Arthur William Brown

“I who am now but a wraith of this river, Forsaken of thee forever and ever, “Who then was thine image fair, forecast In the heart of the water rimpling past.

From Behind the Arras A Book of the Unseen by Thomas Buford Meteyard

There was a crowd of them about his feet, their rimpling, iridescent necks and soft gray bosoms pushing and jostling against one another, and their pink feet actually touching his boots.

From The Iron Woman by Margaret Wade Campbell Deland