Dolores, by mrs. Forrester, 1. kötet1875 |
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57. oldal
Bridges. little one when he is gone ! " When Do- lores took sudden fancies to go into the town and wander through the old streets she had detested before , Marcelline knew what it all meant , she had no need to glance at the blushing ...
Bridges. little one when he is gone ! " When Do- lores took sudden fancies to go into the town and wander through the old streets she had detested before , Marcelline knew what it all meant , she had no need to glance at the blushing ...
58. oldal
... gone , she took a determination . " I am going out this afternoon , Made- moiselle , " she said one day , coming down the garden in her best gown and Sunday cap . " Let me go too , Marcelline . " " It is not possible , Mademoiselle ...
... gone , she took a determination . " I am going out this afternoon , Made- moiselle , " she said one day , coming down the garden in her best gown and Sunday cap . " Let me go too , Marcelline . " " It is not possible , Mademoiselle ...
62. oldal
... gone , all her days are spent in thinking of you , and she is no longer gay as before . " Sir Guy stood quite still for a moment before he answered . He did not doubt the woman's sincerity for a moment , he felt she was right , but it ...
... gone , all her days are spent in thinking of you , and she is no longer gay as before . " Sir Guy stood quite still for a moment before he answered . He did not doubt the woman's sincerity for a moment , he felt she was right , but it ...
67. oldal
... gone , " moaned the poor child piteously . " He ? But who , then ? " uttered Mar- celline , feeling terribly guilty all the while . " The Englishman - the handsome Sir Guy , and I shall never see him any more . " " Does he say so ...
... gone , " moaned the poor child piteously . " He ? But who , then ? " uttered Mar- celline , feeling terribly guilty all the while . " The Englishman - the handsome Sir Guy , and I shall never see him any more . " " Does he say so ...
71. oldal
... . " The poor ignorant , wilful child began to lay her plans . To - morrow Marcelline would be gone out , it was her marketing- day ; she would be absent at least two hours . The moment her back was turned , she TEARS . 71.
... . " The poor ignorant , wilful child began to lay her plans . To - morrow Marcelline would be gone out , it was her marketing- day ; she would be absent at least two hours . The moment her back was turned , she TEARS . 71.
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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.