Dolores, by mrs. Forrester, 1. kötet1875 |
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14. oldal
... wish I could get to paint her ! " he thinks . " I should like to make a good likeness of her , and take it to the Louvre , to see if after all there is a real resem- blance . I'm glad I brought my brushes- not that I'm likely to get a ...
... wish I could get to paint her ! " he thinks . " I should like to make a good likeness of her , and take it to the Louvre , to see if after all there is a real resem- blance . I'm glad I brought my brushes- not that I'm likely to get a ...
28. oldal
... wish I could draw like you , Monsieur ! " " Mademoiselle ! " cried Marcelline fidget- ing about , " will you please to enter ? With your hat off you will have a coup de soleil . " " I will go into the shade , " answered Dolores , taking ...
... wish I could draw like you , Monsieur ! " " Mademoiselle ! " cried Marcelline fidget- ing about , " will you please to enter ? With your hat off you will have a coup de soleil . " " I will go into the shade , " answered Dolores , taking ...
52. oldal
... this early state . I wish you would wait until it is finished . " Dolores looked disappointed . " I never had my picture made in all my life . " " Not even a photograph ? " She shook her head . " Then when I have 52 DOLORES .
... this early state . I wish you would wait until it is finished . " Dolores looked disappointed . " I never had my picture made in all my life . " " Not even a photograph ? " She shook her head . " Then when I have 52 DOLORES .
86. oldal
... wish I might - There wouldn't be any harm in it - by Jove ! I'll get that for her , " he says , stopping before a jeweller's win- dow , where a gold locket , set with pearls , has arrested his wandering eyes . " Poor little girl ! I ...
... wish I might - There wouldn't be any harm in it - by Jove ! I'll get that for her , " he says , stopping before a jeweller's win- dow , where a gold locket , set with pearls , has arrested his wandering eyes . " Poor little girl ! I ...
98. oldal
... wish . " Guy is on the verge of proposing to make a party and go there - of offering to be her cicerone ; but the sudden thought of Dolores stops him . He scarcely knows why , but he feels as if it would be 98 DOLORES .
... wish . " Guy is on the verge of proposing to make a party and go there - of offering to be her cicerone ; but the sudden thought of Dolores stops him . He scarcely knows why , but he feels as if it would be 98 DOLORES .
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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.