Dolores, by mrs. Forrester, 1. kötet1875 |
Részletek a könyvből
1 - 5 találat összesen 47 találatból.
13. oldal
... Sir Guy Wentworth ( our hero by courtesy ) lounges on to the great suspen- sion bridge , and looks down at the dull coloured Seine , where lie the big masted ships and barges in course of unlading . Great bales , baskets and cases ...
... Sir Guy Wentworth ( our hero by courtesy ) lounges on to the great suspen- sion bridge , and looks down at the dull coloured Seine , where lie the big masted ships and barges in course of unlading . Great bales , baskets and cases ...
17. oldal
... Sir Guy , arrived at what he considers the most picturesque bend of the street , looks out for a doorway suitable to his designs . A bright - looking middle - aged woman is standing on the step of one of the most barn - like tenements ...
... Sir Guy , arrived at what he considers the most picturesque bend of the street , looks out for a doorway suitable to his designs . A bright - looking middle - aged woman is standing on the step of one of the most barn - like tenements ...
18. oldal
... Sir Guy makes his sketch , and chats to the woman and being naturally good - hearted and fond of children , makes friends with the blue- eyed baby Normans who come toddling about him in wide - eyed curiosity , and final- ly draws a ...
... Sir Guy makes his sketch , and chats to the woman and being naturally good - hearted and fond of children , makes friends with the blue- eyed baby Normans who come toddling about him in wide - eyed curiosity , and final- ly draws a ...
20. oldal
... Sir Guy draws back a little into the shade of the column , and Marcelline , beckoning her charge , goes out . He follows them at a little distance as they ascend the steep Rue d'Ernemont , the girl with a light bounding step like a ...
... Sir Guy draws back a little into the shade of the column , and Marcelline , beckoning her charge , goes out . He follows them at a little distance as they ascend the steep Rue d'Ernemont , the girl with a light bounding step like a ...
23. oldal
... , feeling that such an obligation demanded some- thing more than mere words , she invited him , albeit with some hesitation , to enter and rest himself . This was precisely what Sir Guy wanted , but with the guilty con- sciousness 23 ...
... , feeling that such an obligation demanded some- thing more than mere words , she invited him , albeit with some hesitation , to enter and rest himself . This was precisely what Sir Guy wanted , but with the guilty con- sciousness 23 ...
Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Adrian amused answers asked awfully barouche beautiful believe bitter blue blushing Bon Secours bright Captain Charteris celline Charles Vivian charming china bowl cigar Colonel Brooke colour comes course Craven cried Dolores cruel daresay dear dear boy Dieu dinner door dress eyes face fancy fellow French poodle friends George Thornton Georgy girl glad glance gone Good-bye good-looking Guy Wentworth Guy's half hand handsome happy hate hear heart hour innocent Jeanneton Joan of Arc lady laughs look Louvre Madame Mademoiselle Marcelline Marcelline's marry Milly Scarlett mind Monsieur never night pain Palais Royal Paris passion perhaps picture pleasant poor little pretty pretty woman quay Rouen says Guy seems Sir Guy smil smiling street sweet tears tell thing Thornton thought to-day to-morrow turned voice walk woman women wonder word young
Népszerű szakaszok
277. oldal - And over all old things and all things dear. She loves not you nor me as all we love her. Yea, though we sang as angels in her ear, She would not hear. Let us rise up and part; she will not know. Let us go seaward as the great winds go, Full of blown sand and foam; what help is...
178. oldal - Sweet is true love tho' given in vain, in vain ; And sweet is death who puts an end to pain : I know not which is sweeter, no, not I. " Love, art thou sweet ? then bitter death must be: Love, thou art bitter ; sweet is death to me. O Love, if death be sweeter, let me die.
10. oldal - I PLUCKED pink blossoms from mine apple tree And wore them all that evening in my hair : Then in due season when I went to see I found no apples there. With dangling basket all along the grass As I had come I went the selfsame track : My neighbours mocked me while they saw me pass So empty-handed back. Lilian and Lilias smiled in trudging by, Their heaped-up basket teazed me like a jeer ; Sweet-voiced...
285. oldal - Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse," It Is true, but his property nevertheless.
2. oldal - All nature is awake ; soft scent of flowers, sweet song of birds fill the air, not with the drowsy lulling languor of Summer time, but with the keen quickening vigour of awakening life and energy.