Cross reference topics for line 110

Glowed into words, then would be savagely still.

There are multiple cross reference topics for line 110. Choose from:

1. Use of alliteration
2. Fire and flames
3. Descriptions of light
4. Sounds

Topic: Use of alliteration

The repetition of the same letter at the beginning of two or more words immediately succeeding each other"," or at short intervals; as in the following lines:

Behemoth, biggest born of earth, upheaved His vastness.
     --Milton

Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields.      -- Tennyson

The recurrence of the same letter in accented parts of words is also called alliteration. Anglo-Saxon poetry is characterized by alliterative meter of this sort. Later poets also employed it.

In a somer seson whan soft was the sonne,
I shope me in shroudes as I a shepe were.
     -- P. Plowman

Please excuse me. There are some things in here that are not alliteration. I need some time to clean up.

S sounds:

• 8)  Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
  9)  With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,
  
  
• 110)  Glowed into words, then would be savagely still.
  
  

Atter & Ma:

• 262)  And a clatter and a chatter from within
  263)  Where fishmen lounge at noon: where the walls
  264)  Of Magnus Martyr hold
  
  

F and Ph:

• 312)  Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
  
  

P:

• 326)  Prison and palace and reverberation
  
  

Ink:

• 335)  If there were water we should stop and drink
  
• 336)  Amongst the rock one cannot stop or think
  

S sounds again:

• 344)  But red sullen faces sneer and snarl
  
  

Pretty obvious:

• 357)   Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
  
  

Ms and Hs:

• 367)  Murmur of maternal lamentation
  
• 368)  Who are those hooded hordes swarming
  

B sounds:

• 379)  And bats with baby faces in the violet light
  
• 380)  Whistled, and beat their wings
  
• 381)  And crawled head downward down a blackened wall
  

Topic: Fire and flames

• 82)  Doubled the flames of sevenbranched candelabra
  
  
• 91)  In fattening the prolonged candle-flames,
  92)  Flung their smoke into the laquearia,
  93)  Stirring the pattern on the coffered ceiling.
  94)  Huge sea-wood fed with copper
  95)  Burned green and orange, framed by the coloured stone,
  96)  In which sad light a carved dolphin swam.
  97)  Above the antique mantel was displayed
  
  
• 108)  Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair
  109)  Spread out in fiery points
  110)  Glowed into words, then would be savagely still.
  
  
• III)  The Fire Sermon
  
  
• 222)  The typist home at teatime, clears her breakfast, lights
  223)  Her stove, and lays out food in tins.
  
  
• 308)   Burning burning burning burning
  309)   O Lord Thou pluckest me out
  310)   O Lord Thou pluckest
  311)   burning
  
  
• 322)  After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
  
• 427)  Poi s'ascose nel foco che gli affina
  [Then he hid himself in the fire that purifies them.]
  

Topic: Descriptions of light

• 41)  Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
  
• 78)  Glowed on the marble, where the glass
  
• 83)  Reflecting light upon the table as
  
• 84)  The glitter of her jewels rose to meet it,
  
• 96)  In which sad light a carved dolphin swam.
  
• 110)  Glowed into words, then would be savagely still.
  
• 322)  After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
  

Topic: Sounds

• 24)  And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
  
  
• 39)  Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
  40)  Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,
  41)  Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
  
  
• 68)  With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
  
  
• 103)  'Jug Jug' to dirty ears.
  104)  And other withered stumps of time
  105)  Were told upon the walls; staring forms
  106)  Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
  107)  Footsteps shuffled on the stair.
  108)  Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair
  109)  Spread out in fiery points
  110)  Glowed into words, then would be savagely still.
  
  
• 117)  'What is that noise?'
  
  
• 175)  Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed.
  
  
• 185)  But at my back in a cold blast I hear
  
  
• 197)  The sound of horns and motors, which shall bring
  
  
• 259)  O City city, I can sometimes hear
  
  
• 323)  After the frosty silence in the gardens
  324)  After the agony in stony places
  325)  The shouting and the crying
  326)  Prison and palace and reverberation
  327)  Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
  
  
• 341)  There is not even silence in the mountains
  
  
• 352)   If there were the sound of water only
  353)   Not the cicada
  354)   And dry grass singing
  355)   But sound of water over a rock
  356)   Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees
  357)   Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
  358)   But there is no water
  
  
• 366)  What is that sound high in the air
  367)  Murmur of maternal lamentation
  
  
• 372)  Cracks and reforms and bursts in the violet air
  
  
• 398)  The jungle crouched, humped in silence.
  399)  Then spoke the thunder