I carried off the little red pot with the glass lid in which my mother would cook her evening vegetables.

She took one of the surprised frogs out and then shut the glass lid.

The glass lid, handle and spout are all in place.

He wanted to be seen, so we placed him in this coffin with a glass lid.

The glass lid was not sealed, but rather hinged on one side.

He looked down through the coffin's glass lid, at the woman's face.

Leaning his case on the table, he lifted the glass lid without a word.

She looked down past her hand on the coffin's glass lid, at the face of the sleeping, dying woman inside, then back up to him.

It made her think of green melons growing under glass lids.

He closed the glass lid of the case and moved away.