Dolores, by mrs. Forrester, 1. kötet1875 |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 33 találatból.
8. oldal
... mind , but purely to the sense . As he watches , a stout , good - humoured looking woman , with a frilled white cap and clean kerchief pinned across her breast , ap- pears at the house door . " Come in , Mademoiselle ! " she calls ...
... mind , but purely to the sense . As he watches , a stout , good - humoured looking woman , with a frilled white cap and clean kerchief pinned across her breast , ap- pears at the house door . " Come in , Mademoiselle ! " she calls ...
43. oldal
... mind would be full of curiosity concerning all those legends and traditions generally so dear to youth . But Dolores never troubled her pretty little head with vain speculations about the past , she HALCYON DAYS . 43.
... mind would be full of curiosity concerning all those legends and traditions generally so dear to youth . But Dolores never troubled her pretty little head with vain speculations about the past , she HALCYON DAYS . 43.
45. oldal
... mind ; roused in her no reflections upon the nothingness and vanity of all that belongs to poor mor- tality ; made no strange compassion swell in her heart to remember that all which remained of the puissant men who held the fate of ...
... mind ; roused in her no reflections upon the nothingness and vanity of all that belongs to poor mor- tality ; made no strange compassion swell in her heart to remember that all which remained of the puissant men who held the fate of ...
70. oldal
... no resources in her own mind . It was that impotent , unbearable anger of pain that makes the new prisoned bird maim his wings and beat his life out against fast - locked bars . " I cannot bear it ! -I cannot bear it 70 DOLORES .
... no resources in her own mind . It was that impotent , unbearable anger of pain that makes the new prisoned bird maim his wings and beat his life out against fast - locked bars . " I cannot bear it ! -I cannot bear it 70 DOLORES .
73. oldal
... mind would have been full of terror and misgiving ; but she felt no doubts or fears yet , and Marcelline , noting the sudden alteration in her manner , said to herself , " Ah ! she begins to forget , as I forgot my caporal . Truly one ...
... mind would have been full of terror and misgiving ; but she felt no doubts or fears yet , and Marcelline , noting the sudden alteration in her manner , said to herself , " Ah ! she begins to forget , as I forgot my caporal . Truly one ...
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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.