Dolores, by mrs. Forrester, 2. kötet1875 |
Részletek a könyvből
1 - 5 találat összesen 15 találatból.
8. oldal
... beautiful , that pic- ture . If I had been really like that , he must have loved me ; perhaps at first he thought I was , and then afterwards he was disappointed . Where is he now , I won- der ? He has quite forgotten me in the midst of ...
... beautiful , that pic- ture . If I had been really like that , he must have loved me ; perhaps at first he thought I was , and then afterwards he was disappointed . Where is he now , I won- der ? He has quite forgotten me in the midst of ...
12. oldal
... beautiful blue eyes ! -were full of tears . were full of tears . After a time a respectable - looking servant came in and spoke to her , and she rose and went away . " " Had you the curiosity to follow her ? " " No - it did not occur to ...
... beautiful blue eyes ! -were full of tears . were full of tears . After a time a respectable - looking servant came in and spoke to her , and she rose and went away . " " Had you the curiosity to follow her ? " " No - it did not occur to ...
24. oldal
... beautiful bride in his arms , she had plunged the sharp knife into her poor sorrowful heart , and thrown herself deep down into the cold waters of forgetfulness . " If one " Would it be hard to die ? " said the child in a whisper to ...
... beautiful bride in his arms , she had plunged the sharp knife into her poor sorrowful heart , and thrown herself deep down into the cold waters of forgetfulness . " If one " Would it be hard to die ? " said the child in a whisper to ...
63. oldal
... beautiful eyes , that are like the pic- tures of the blessed Saint Jean - a tender- ness that almost brings the tears into my eyes , old fool that I am ! He is too old , without doubt , for the little one ; but ah ! how good he would be ...
... beautiful eyes , that are like the pic- tures of the blessed Saint Jean - a tender- ness that almost brings the tears into my eyes , old fool that I am ! He is too old , without doubt , for the little one ; but ah ! how good he would be ...
70. oldal
... beautiful face and your dear , sweet ways . And then , dear , when some one comes who is worthy of you , who has youth and love and all you value to give you , life will seem very dif- ferent in your eyes from what it does to - day ...
... beautiful face and your dear , sweet ways . And then , dear , when some one comes who is worthy of you , who has youth and love and all you value to give you , life will seem very dif- ferent in your eyes from what it does to - day ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
adds Adrian answers Guy arms beautiful better bitterly brother Captain Charteris Captain Etherege cries daresay darling dear child dear Mary deuce devo dine door écarté Endymion England eyes face fancy feels fond foolish give glad going to marry Guy's hand handsome happy happy day hate hear heard heart Jeanneton kind kissed knew Lady Wentworth laughing leave little girl live looking Louvre Madame Mademoiselle Marcelline Marcelline's marriage Mary Etherege Milly's mind Miss Etherege Miss Power morning mother never once Ouen pain Paris passion pause perhaps Philip picture pity pleasant poor little portmanteau pretty remember replies Rouen says Dolores says Guy says Milly seemed servant sigh Sir Guy sister sitting smile sorrow speak story strange suppose sure sweet tears tell thing thou thought to-night told Vansittart voice wife wish woman women wonder word young
Népszerű szakaszok
46. oldal - Crabbed age and youth cannot live together Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare; Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short; Youth is nimble, age is lame; Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold; Youth is wild, and age is tame. Age, I do abhor thee; youth, I do adore thee; O...
46. oldal - ... pleasance, Age is full of care : Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble, age is lame : Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
273. oldal - I have loved you ever since the day I first saw you...
34. oldal - For she knew not how that rigid exterior was but as the crust of ice that an intense cold has made over a deep stream, while the water still flows swift and strong beneath.
217. oldal - Marcelline," she pursues, with quiet dignity, " will you be so good as to leave us for a few minutes ?" " But — certainly," and the good soul retires with great alacrity.
126. oldal - I beg you do not think so meanly of me as to believe I would suffer myself to go on breaking my heart about some one who has no thought for me.