Dolores, by mrs. Forrester, 1. kötet1875 |
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48. oldal
... smiling with pleasure at the sight of her sweet face . “ It is you who are kind , Monsieur . But will you please ... smiled , conceiving a better opinion of her from that moment . " But I must warn you that I have sadly forgotten my ...
... smiling with pleasure at the sight of her sweet face . “ It is you who are kind , Monsieur . But will you please ... smiled , conceiving a better opinion of her from that moment . " But I must warn you that I have sadly forgotten my ...
51. oldal
... smiled Guy . " You will be so charmed with the Boulevards , full of beautiful shops ; and in the Rue de la Paix and the Palais Royal you will think yourself suddenly transplant- ed to Aladdin's cave - all the windows are full of ...
... smiled Guy . " You will be so charmed with the Boulevards , full of beautiful shops ; and in the Rue de la Paix and the Palais Royal you will think yourself suddenly transplant- ed to Aladdin's cave - all the windows are full of ...
53. oldal
... smiled to him- self . " I should be very sorry for the little thing to know I pay for painting her , ” he thought . Dolores accompanied him to the door . " Come no further , Mademoiselle , " cried Marcelline . " I shall unlock the gate ...
... smiled to him- self . " I should be very sorry for the little thing to know I pay for painting her , ” he thought . Dolores accompanied him to the door . " Come no further , Mademoiselle , " cried Marcelline . " I shall unlock the gate ...
54. oldal
... smiling at her , " in memory of this pleasant day . " Then they reached the gate , and he said good - bye in English , forgetting Marcelline . " Good - bye , Monsieur . You will come to - morrow . " " I would not leave my picture ...
... smiling at her , " in memory of this pleasant day . " Then they reached the gate , and he said good - bye in English , forgetting Marcelline . " Good - bye , Monsieur . You will come to - morrow . " " I would not leave my picture ...
56. oldal
... smiling unconsciously to herself , or running to the gate an 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 ...
... smiling unconsciously to herself , or running to the gate an 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 ...
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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.