Farwell looked towards the ceiling through a cloudlet of smoke.
Not a leaf the less on the ground, not a cloudlet in the sky.
Lillias pointed to the bird, diminished almost to a speck, but relieved by the red light against a minute cloudlet.
Far down the line shone a cloudlet of white smoke and the gleam of brass through the dust.
And in your eye—floateth there not a cloudlet of unforgotten earthly bliss?