Without the heavy rain, he said, the river often gleams and sparkles.

The gardens around it were colorful and luxuriant with high summer growth; the river gleamed and burbled in the steep valley below.

In front of him, between the bare bones of its steel girders, the river gleamed dully.

When the moon emerged from behind thunder-head darkness the river gleamed.

The river gleamed silvery pink in the dying light, cutting a swath through the silhouetted buildings.

Fields reached green to the Shaw; a river gleamed; the snowpeaks of the Ridge hovered dreamlike at world's edge.

They became lanky silhouettes against the setting sun, and the river gleamed gold.

The river gleamed in the moonlight, the willows and cottonwoods along its banks black shadows.

A river gleamed in the distance, there were cottages and live- stock in the fields.

The wind that had driven away the fog also carried off the smoke, and the river still gleamed like steel between.