The healthy and the young might read a lesson on her blanched and wrinkled cheek.
Her cheeks were blanched, her lips ashy, her immobility amazing.
His pale face was blanched with an expression of suffering endured in silence.
It was still daylight—a pale, sad light beneath the blanched sky.
Her weather-tanned face had blanched as much as it was possible for it to do.
She turned like a caught beast, wild and blanched with horror.
Not a cheek was blanched, not a voice faltered as the dread hour drew near.
It lay beneath, the wonder of its morning aspect all blanched and dim.
They must be blanched to make this marvel of glory, this immense jewel of God.
She turned white, and this made me ask myself if I had blanched as much.