Empetalled

"Innocent billows on the strand Leave a crystal over sand, Whose thin ebbing soon is crossed Of a crystal foam-enmossed, Variegating silvergrey Shell-empetalled sand in play:"

"In its beauty and design that vision of the soaring stands, the pattern of forty thousand empetalled faces, the velvet and unalterable geometry of the playing field, and the small lean figures of the players, set there, lonely, tense and waiting in their places, bright, desperate solitary atoms encircled by that huge wall of nameless faces, is incredible."