Literary notes about stilly (AI summary)
The word "stilly" in literature often functions to evoke an atmosphere of reflective quiet and suspended time. It is deployed to underscore the stillness in scenes both natural and emotional—from the muted finality of a peaceful departure [1] to the hushed interplay of voices against a tranquil, moonlit backdrop [2][3]. In poetic passages, "stilly" enhances the sensory experience, painting images of quiet fields, undisturbed nature, or even a contemplative inner state, as when a character’s watchful gaze is described as stilly and attentive [4] or when the soft cascade of light descends stilly through a forest canopy [5]. Even in narrative moments of sudden silence or reflective solitude, the term lends a lyrical quality that deepens the reader’s immersion into a world where sound, movement, and even thought seem to pause [6][7][8].
- She passed away very stilly and painlessly.
— from Guy Livingstone; or, 'Thorough' by George A. (George Alfred) Lawrence - no more of this," and both went off into a ridiculous duet of laughter, that sounded harshly on the stilly air of the peaceful night.
— from Honor Edgeworth; Or, Ottawa's Present Tense by Vera - Morpheus had drawn his stilly presence nigh, And hush’d all things into a calm profound.
— from A Leaf from the Old Forest by John D. Cossar - She is watching him, stilly and closely.
— from Three Plays by Granville-BarkerThe Marrying of Ann Leete; The Voysey Inheritance; Waste by Harley Granville-Barker - Far overhead the 64 trees mingled their leaves and through the lace roof the early light came stilly down.
— from Cease firing by Mary Johnston - With oars apeak, and paddles down, the sheets of their sails adrift, the three boats now stilly floated, awaiting Moby Dick’s reappearance.
— from Moby Dick; Or, The Whale by Herman Melville - The sound clanged through the silent house like the iteration of the cry of murder on the stilly night.
— from Leonie, the Typewriter: A Romance of Actual Life by Wenona Gilman - Silently as the strange scene had opened, so stilly and impalpably it faded away.
— from The Captain of the Wight: A Romance of Carisbrooke Castle in 1488 by Frank Cadogan Cowper