The black earth, hard as iron, lay underneath, and nothing else.

A thousand years until the earth lay domesticated under their dominion.

The earth, a small green ball, lay in a tremendous, withered palm.

The world was one large white sepulchre in which the earth lay dead.

The earth lay in a silver light, like moonlight (or so I thought at first).

It was as though the earth lay dead beneath their pall.

We have come through many generations of poor light, of winter, when the earth lay dead under snow.

Fresh earth and gravel lay about him, attesting to his fall from above.

Daylight was bright outside; the earth lay wet and steaming.

They reached the end, where the freshly broken earth and rock lay piled.