Dolores, by mrs. Forrester, 1. kötet1875 |
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4. oldal
... fancy the vast multitude thronging to witness the meeting of Henry and Francis , as a few years ago one looked upon the sea of upturned faces come to gaze upon Napoleon and Victoria . But the men and women dead so long ago have no real ...
... fancy the vast multitude thronging to witness the meeting of Henry and Francis , as a few years ago one looked upon the sea of upturned faces come to gaze upon Napoleon and Victoria . But the men and women dead so long ago have no real ...
10. oldal
... fancy . " " But they look so pretty in the vases . " " Pretty - ah , bah ! and for whom ? Where are the visitors to admire them ? " " But they are for me - I like them . " " A silly fancy . And in the Autumn , want your tourte aux ...
... fancy . " " But they look so pretty in the vases . " " Pretty - ah , bah ! and for whom ? Where are the visitors to admire them ? " " But they are for me - I like them . " " A silly fancy . And in the Autumn , want your tourte aux ...
14. oldal
... fancy . Quien sabe ? For- tune sometimes favours the bold - anyhow , I shall try to see her again . I wonder who she is , and what her belongings are ! She doesn't look much like a French girl . -I never will come abroad alone again ...
... fancy . Quien sabe ? For- tune sometimes favours the bold - anyhow , I shall try to see her again . I wonder who she is , and what her belongings are ! She doesn't look much like a French girl . -I never will come abroad alone again ...
15. oldal
... fancy the previous day . " I must make friends with the abori- gines , and get them to let me sit in a door- way , " he reflects , " or else I shall be the centre of attraction to all the children I saw playing in the gutter yesterday ...
... fancy the previous day . " I must make friends with the abori- gines , and get them to let me sit in a door- way , " he reflects , " or else I shall be the centre of attraction to all the children I saw playing in the gutter yesterday ...
17. oldal
... fancy some inconvenient existence being thrust to eternity on a dark night , and no one the wiser . A stifled cry , a splash , and the dull Eau de Robec would go on its sluggish way , with only a momentary stirring of its hidden ...
... fancy some inconvenient existence being thrust to eternity on a dark night , and no one the wiser . A stifled cry , a splash , and the dull Eau de Robec would go on its sluggish way , with only a momentary stirring of its hidden ...
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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
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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.