Dolores, by mrs. Forrester, 1. kötet1875 |
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24. oldal
... felt a little doubtful of ac- cepting the invitation . Glancing furtively at Dolores , he read such entreaty in her all unconscious eyes that he decided at once upon his answer . " I don't like to trespass upon your hos- pitality , " he ...
... felt a little doubtful of ac- cepting the invitation . Glancing furtively at Dolores , he read such entreaty in her all unconscious eyes that he decided at once upon his answer . " I don't like to trespass upon your hos- pitality , " he ...
28. oldal
... " No , " said Dolores , with a pout and a rebellious glance of the blue eyes- " I want to see these pictures . " Sir Guy felt in rather an awkward posi- sion , particularly as the Frenchwoman began to dart indignant 28 DOLORES .
... " No , " said Dolores , with a pout and a rebellious glance of the blue eyes- " I want to see these pictures . " Sir Guy felt in rather an awkward posi- sion , particularly as the Frenchwoman began to dart indignant 28 DOLORES .
42. oldal
... felt that , unless some great change came over her , she would never grow into a companion , never satisfy that craving for sympathy that a man feels who comes world - worn and weary to the caressing arms and tender heart of the woman ...
... felt that , unless some great change came over her , she would never grow into a companion , never satisfy that craving for sympathy that a man feels who comes world - worn and weary to the caressing arms and tender heart of the woman ...
50. oldal
... felt quite vexed with himself . " Do you go to England sometimes ? " he asked quickly . " No , never , and I should so like it . " " Your Mamma will take you some day , perhaps . " " Ah ! no . Mamma hates England and the English . Since ...
... felt quite vexed with himself . " Do you go to England sometimes ? " he asked quickly . " No , never , and I should so like it . " " Your Mamma will take you some day , perhaps . " " Ah ! no . Mamma hates England and the English . Since ...
62. oldal
... felt she was right , but it pained him to leave the pretty child who had won his fancy without a word . " I am not to see her any more ? " he said slowly at last . " If Monsieur would send Mademoiselle an excuse - would 62 DOLORES .
... felt she was right , but it pained him to leave the pretty child who had won his fancy without a word . " I am not to see her any more ? " he said slowly at last . " If Monsieur would send Mademoiselle an excuse - would 62 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.