Yet it was morning when the inn maid drew aside the curtains to let in a pale sunshine.

It was filled with a soft yellow glow like pale sunshine.

Although rain had fallen earlier, pale sunshine now flickered over the water.

She dressed hurriedly and ran out of the house into the pale sunshine beyond.

A ray of pale wintry sunshine came in through the window.

She held up her face to the pale sunshine, sniffing ecstatically at the salt air.

He marched out into the pale sunshine, and Neckland followed.

The sunshine, pale but bright, would be directly in their eyes.

I open my eyes in the morning and pale sunshine forces its way between gaps in the curtains.

The first pale sunshine was creeping over the street outside as she once more took her seat by her aunt's bed.