The stars were peaks, the crosses were foothills, and the lines were creeks and valleys.
And with one voice the Four Peaks cowmen agreed that it did.
But for once the cowmen of the Four Peaks were equal to the situation.
From the depths of despondency, I rose to the peaks of elation.
There, as the peaks of the mountains brighten, they are seen to have great faces.
Peggy went to the door and gazed long and keenly at the peaks.
The Sierra Nevada peaks have snow the year round, even in the hottest summers.
On either side of the Kuti River were peaks as high as 20,000 feet and more.
Upwards—towards the peaks, towards the stars, and towards the great silence!
My painting was the Dragon Maid, standing on the peaks of earth.