Dolores, by mrs. Forrester, 1. kötet1875 |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 18 találatból.
4. oldal
... names in our ears , coming across us like the prin- cesses of fairy tales . Yet centuries ago this old city of Rouen knew them , and people talked of them , and discussed their charms , as freely as we do the court beau- 4 DOLORES .
... names in our ears , coming across us like the prin- cesses of fairy tales . Yet centuries ago this old city of Rouen knew them , and people talked of them , and discussed their charms , as freely as we do the court beau- 4 DOLORES .
35. oldal
... Mademoiselle , " Marcelline responded . She knew Paris of course ? the young man surmised . Paris ! dear beautiful Paris ! ah , how well ! D 2 Had she been in the picture galleries of the Louvre THE HILLS OF NORMANDY . 35.
... Mademoiselle , " Marcelline responded . She knew Paris of course ? the young man surmised . Paris ! dear beautiful Paris ! ah , how well ! D 2 Had she been in the picture galleries of the Louvre THE HILLS OF NORMANDY . 35.
37. oldal
... knew not if it would be agreeable to her ; and Marcelline curtsied and went off to the house . Sir Guy looked thoughtful . " These Frenchwomen are not to be trusted , " he said to himself . " I daresay the mother thought she was leaving ...
... knew not if it would be agreeable to her ; and Marcelline curtsied and went off to the house . Sir Guy looked thoughtful . " These Frenchwomen are not to be trusted , " he said to himself . " I daresay the mother thought she was leaving ...
56. oldal
... knew the symptoms well enough , and when she saw the little one silent and pre - occupied , sitting under the trees in the garden , and sometimes smiling unconsciously to herself , or running to the gate an hour before the time to watch ...
... knew the symptoms well enough , and when she saw the little one silent and pre - occupied , sitting under the trees in the garden , and sometimes smiling unconsciously to herself , or running to the gate an hour before the time to watch ...
57. oldal
... knew what it all meant , she had no need to glance at the blushing face when by chance they met the young Englishman in his antiquarian re- searches . He would join them with a smile , and send them home laden with the pret- tiest ...
... knew what it all meant , she had no need to glance at the blushing face when by chance they met the young Englishman in his antiquarian re- searches . He would join them with a smile , and send them home laden with the pret- tiest ...
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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.