Whether through careful composition or a little digital magic, the lamps seem to have no cords.

The lamp seemed to melt away, with the cloth falling to the stage.

Bright Water's shadow lay long on the floor; the lamps seemed to have dimmed.

The lamps did not seem to be bothering either of the women, so she left them alight and sat on the floor between the beds.

The dim lamp seemed to brighten until the hut was full of light.

It is still dark anyway, and our lamp seems to go on burning merrily.

Even the lamps seemed to burn without a hiss, as if the air swallowed them.

A shiny black lamp seemed to grow out of the desk.

For a quarter of an hour the distant lamps did not seem to be getting any closer but at last they were reached.

This damned desk lamp seemed to be coming out on top every time.