Dolores, by mrs. Forrester, 1. kötet1875 |
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6 - 10 találat összesen 13 találatból.
189. oldal
... talking to the landlord . 66 There is a room disengaged on the first floor , Sir Guy , if you like to have it , " the discreet valet said , touching his hat . 66 Very well , " Guy answered , " I shall probably stay until Monday morning ...
... talking to the landlord . 66 There is a room disengaged on the first floor , Sir Guy , if you like to have it , " the discreet valet said , touching his hat . 66 Very well , " Guy answered , " I shall probably stay until Monday morning ...
242. oldal
... talk in that way ! " laughs Mrs. Craven . " There isn't much of the boy left in one after four years in the service , Mrs. Craven , " says young Thornton , with a shade of pique ; the taunt don't go home . " What a goose you are ...
... talk in that way ! " laughs Mrs. Craven . " There isn't much of the boy left in one after four years in the service , Mrs. Craven , " says young Thornton , with a shade of pique ; the taunt don't go home . " What a goose you are ...
247. oldal
... talking . " I've travelled all over the world , " he said , in that insolent , affected tone that always makes one long to kick him . " I've bought my experience , and I know that a good or true woman is a thing never met with out of a ...
... talking . " I've travelled all over the world , " he said , in that insolent , affected tone that always makes one long to kick him . " I've bought my experience , and I know that a good or true woman is a thing never met with out of a ...
248. oldal
... talk to ladies as you've done to - day . " " Bravo , Gracie ! " cries Mrs. Scarlett . " I'm delighted . That's what makes me so angry with women , to think they allow men to say all kinds of impertinences with- out taking them up . If a ...
... talk to ladies as you've done to - day . " " Bravo , Gracie ! " cries Mrs. Scarlett . " I'm delighted . That's what makes me so angry with women , to think they allow men to say all kinds of impertinences with- out taking them up . If a ...
254. oldal
... talk to you , with a little distant bow , and move on , to swell the circle round the one who , except for vanity , doesn't care whether you are there or a thousand miles away . Or else , perhaps a woman is clever and amuses you , so ...
... talk to you , with a little distant bow , and move on , to swell the circle round the one who , except for vanity , doesn't care whether you are there or a thousand miles away . Or else , perhaps a woman is clever and amuses you , so ...
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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.