It was after the Restoration that the aureate earth at Kinneff was dug up.
As though spellbound, Chichikov sat in an aureate world of ever-growing dreams and fantasies.
And just across the area the sun was already beginning to wash all the roofs with its aureate light.
The golden statue veered in the changing breeze, menacing many points on the horizon with its aureate arrow.
Caiques carrying merchants to their homes somewhere along the upper shores were burnished with the aureate hue.
The aureate light, streaming on, beat full upon the howitzer and on the living and unwounded of its men.
Here and there the falling golden leaves of a pomegranate made an aureate glow on the red-brown earth.
The night died suddenly and the day was upon them, an aureate god, lavish of splendor.