Dolores, by mrs. Forrester, 1. kötet1875 |
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11. oldal
... he returns to his hotel upon the quay ; quay ; but his gregarious aspirations are doomed to disappointment , for at dinner he is placed between a round- eyed German , intent on the business of the hour LA CRUCHE CASSÉE . 11.
... he returns to his hotel upon the quay ; quay ; but his gregarious aspirations are doomed to disappointment , for at dinner he is placed between a round- eyed German , intent on the business of the hour LA CRUCHE CASSÉE . 11.
12. oldal
Bridges. eyed German , intent on the business of the hour , and a party of unprotected British females , armour - proof in virtuous exclusive- ness . Feeling rather bored after the not too recherché meal , he strolls out on the quay with ...
Bridges. eyed German , intent on the business of the hour , and a party of unprotected British females , armour - proof in virtuous exclusive- ness . Feeling rather bored after the not too recherché meal , he strolls out on the quay with ...
41. oldal
... hour , and he begs you to keep on the same dress he saw you in , and to pass a blue ribbon through your hair . " " Oh , Marcelline , I am so happy ! " and the girl tripped off to the glass to make the desired improvement . 42 CHAPTER ...
... hour , and he begs you to keep on the same dress he saw you in , and to pass a blue ribbon through your hair . " " Oh , Marcelline , I am so happy ! " and the girl tripped off to the glass to make the desired improvement . 42 CHAPTER ...
46. oldal
... hour , and was ushered by Marcelline into the salon . It was a long , narrow room , with four windows draped by red curtains . The floor was of polished wood , having in the centre a thick square carpet ; there were chairs and sofas of ...
... hour , and was ushered by Marcelline into the salon . It was a long , narrow room , with four windows draped by red curtains . The floor was of polished wood , having in the centre a thick square carpet ; there were chairs and sofas of ...
56. oldal
... hour before the time to watch for Sir Guy , she would wrinkle her forehead and smoothe her apron uneasily , saying un- der her breath , " Mon Dieu ! what will become of the little one when he is gone ! " When Do- 56 DOLORES .
... hour before the time to watch for Sir Guy , she would wrinkle her forehead and smoothe her apron uneasily , saying un- der her breath , " Mon Dieu ! what will become of the little one when he is gone ! " When Do- 56 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.