Dolores, by mrs. Forrester, 1. kötet1875 |
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36. oldal
... seen a picture called La Cruche Cassée . Probably - she did not recollect now . " Because , " said Sir Guy- " it is a fa- vourite picture of mine , and your young lady here is the exact image of it — I would give five Napoleons to paint ...
... seen a picture called La Cruche Cassée . Probably - she did not recollect now . " Because , " said Sir Guy- " it is a fa- vourite picture of mine , and your young lady here is the exact image of it — I would give five Napoleons to paint ...
49. oldal
... seen the girl pluck the day before , and laid them in her lap . " Monsieur pardons the poorness of my dress , I hope , " said Dolores , shyly . " The lady in the picture without doubt was very differently dressed . " VOL , I. E 66 " No ...
... seen the girl pluck the day before , and laid them in her lap . " Monsieur pardons the poorness of my dress , I hope , " said Dolores , shyly . " The lady in the picture without doubt was very differently dressed . " VOL , I. E 66 " No ...
55. oldal
... seen this good - looking painter , never had the misfortune to be like that famous picture in the Louvre galleries ! Guy found it quite impossible to com- plete his sketch in three days , and Mar- celline , having received the promised ...
... seen this good - looking painter , never had the misfortune to be like that famous picture in the Louvre galleries ! Guy found it quite impossible to com- plete his sketch in three days , and Mar- celline , having received the promised ...
57. oldal
... seen so much that was artificial in the world . It was a real pleas- ure to him to hear the spontaneous ut- terance of her every thought , although there was not much depth or indication of imagination in them . She was glad , she was ...
... seen so much that was artificial in the world . It was a real pleas- ure to him to hear the spontaneous ut- terance of her every thought , although there was not much depth or indication of imagination in them . She was glad , she was ...
71. oldal
... seen him , and she had scarcely touched food or slept . A sudden thought came to her , and she jumped up , her face all aflame , her hands clasped . " I will go to him ! " and her heart beat wildly . " He will not send me away - he will ...
... seen him , and she had scarcely touched food or slept . A sudden thought came to her , and she jumped up , her face all aflame , her hands clasped . " I will go to him ! " and her heart beat wildly . " He will not send me away - he will ...
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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.