peach-colour

He was dressed, as for a gala, in peach-colour and silver; his breast sparkled with stars and was bright with ribbons; for he had held a levee in the afternoon and received a distinguished personage incognito.

Lay Morals 2005

As I lay and looked through the eastern window of my room, a faint streak of peach-colour, dividing a cloud that just rose above the low swell of the horizon, announced the approach of the sun.

Phantastes: A Faerie Romance for Men and Women 1905

From the ferry of the Bou-Regreg we looked backward on a last vision of orange ramparts under a night-blue sky sprinkled with stars; ahead, over gardens still deep in shadow, the walls of Salé were passing from drab to peach-colour in the eastern glow.

In Morocco Edith Wharton 1899

They were handsome animals, as Moroccan horses go, and each of a different colour, and on the bay horse was a red saddle embroidered in gold, on the piebald a saddle of peach-colour and silver, on the chestnut, grass-green encrusted with seed-pearls, on the white mare purple housings, and orange velvet on the grey.

In Morocco Edith Wharton 1899

He was dressed, as for a gala, in peach-colour and silver; his breast sparkled with stars and was bright with ribbons; for he had held a levee in the afternoon and received a distinguished personage incognito.

Lay Morals Robert Louis Stevenson 1872

Now it was a green paroquet, with long slender tail and head of the most delicate peach-colour or of

Jack at Sea All Work and no Play made him a Dull Boy George Manville Fenn 1870

Requiem was sung, down the broad staircase lined with peach-colour and yellow marble, into the shadows below.

Imaginary Portraits Walter Pater 1866

Surrounded by the whole official world of Rosenmold, arrayed for the occasion in almost [139] forgotten dresses of ceremony as if for a masquerade, the new coffin glided from the fragrant chapel where the Requiem was sung, down the broad staircase lined with peach-colour and yellow marble, into the shadows below.

Imaginary Portraits Walter Pater 1866

As I lay and looked through the eastern window of my room, a faint streak of peach-colour, dividing a cloud that just rose above the low swell of the horizon, announced the approach of the sun.

Phantastes, a Faerie Romance for Men and Women George MacDonald 1864

The peach-colour was gone from her cheek; it was pale and thin.

Robert Falconer George MacDonald 1864