astare

Her hair, which shone like gold in the increasing light of day, streamed over her shoulders, and her great eyes were astare between terror and supplication.

Edison's Conquest of Mars Garrett Putnam Serviss

With his eyes astare, and his rumpled hair, and his hat cocked over his eye.

The Glugs of Gosh 1907

Before she could obey, the dining room curtains were parted, and a black-clad little Jap butler sidled into the hallway, his jaw adroop, his beady eyes astare with terror, his hands washing each other with invisible soap-and-water.

Black Caesar's Clan : a Florida Mystery Story Albert Payson Terhune 1907

The meadow, the solemnly playing Indians, and their gentle teacher were left behind, and the two men, passing the long college all astare with windows, the Indian school, and an expanse of grass starred with buttercups, came into Duke of Gloucester Street.

Audrey Mary Johnston 1903

Mistress Stagg let her go, for indeed there was no purpose to be served in keeping her, seeing that the girl was clearly dazed, spoke without knowing what she said, and stood astare like one of Mrs. Salmon's beautiful was ladies.

Audrey Mary Johnston 1903

Hugon turned, stood astare, then left the road and came down into the dell.

Audrey Mary Johnston 1903

The first had just installed his bride in a house of significant breadth and pomposity, and the other, having detached himself from the parent office, was now executing a comet-like flight that set the entire town astare and agape.

Under the Skylights Henry Blake Fuller 1893

I helped the surgeon carry him to his coach, then walked to my lodging, leaving the marchese astare at the trees.

The Fool Errant Maurice Hewlett 1892

That white, furtive, creeping girl, from whose loose hair peered out a pair of haunted eyes; that drooped thing backing against the wall, feeling for it, flat against it, with open shocked mouth, astare but seeing nothing: the whole truth flared before him monstrously naked.

The Life and Death of Richard Yea-and-Nay Maurice Hewlett 1892

Rayed out from plaster-walls which have been soaking in it for five centuries, driven up in palpable waves of heat from the flags, lying like a lake of white metal in the Piazza, however recklessly this truly royal sun may beam, in Siena you will feel furtive and astare for sudden death.

Earthwork out of Tuscany Being Impressions and Translations of Maurice Hewlett Maurice Hewlett 1892