Soundless

a soundless tableau

Cassius. […] for your words, they rob the Hybla bees, And leave them honeyless. Antony. Not stingless too. Brutus. O yes, and soundless too; For you have stol’n their buzzing, Antony, And very wisely threat before you sting.

The Psalmist observes, That the Heavens declare the glory of God: And indeed, they celebrate his Praises, though with a soundless Voice, yet with so loud a one […] to our intellectual Ears, that he scruples not to affirm, that There is no Speech nor Language where their voice is not heard […]

The whole building, with its dark windows and soundless avenues, had an air strikingly forlorn and solitary.

During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hang oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country […]

The names of men blow soundless by, My fellows’ and my own.

All day a woman across the room from me has been rolling up her pages scroll-like and smoothing them out as soundless tears cascade down her face.

the soundless deep