Antiphlogistians might argue that when a metallic calx was revived in inflammable air, air joined dephlogisticated air in the calx, the metal resuming its form and qualities without addition.

Barest plashings of a liquid sphere; eloquent breathings of an emerald world...

She let her hands sink down…into the beginning of Partita VI, letting its curious seven-headed rhythm ring out, one after another, like amethysts on a chain. She played the fugue with marked sadness, and then brought back the septimate chords to enclose it.

Little Sea grumbled in her sleep, while Desire, with wide-open, faunlike eyes, stared queerly at me.