Dolores, by mrs. Forrester, 1. kötet1875 |
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64. oldal
... her a note , and , replacing his cap , turned away . But not before , with the curiosity of a person who sees few strange faces , Dolores had remarked his features and bearing . " What can it be ? " she exclaimed , 64 ...
... her a note , and , replacing his cap , turned away . But not before , with the curiosity of a person who sees few strange faces , Dolores had remarked his features and bearing . " What can it be ? " she exclaimed , 64 ...
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.
72. oldal
Bridges. hours . The moment her back was turned , she , Dolores , would tie on her hat , and run down by the other longer road to the town , and take the train for Paris . She did not quite know where the station was , but she had heard ...
Bridges. hours . The moment her back was turned , she , Dolores , would tie on her hat , and run down by the other longer road to the town , and take the train for Paris . She did not quite know where the station was , but she had heard ...
80. oldal
... turned resolutely to the win- dow and looked out , while her two com- panions glanced at each other , shook their heads , and thought there was something very strange about her . The train whizzed past the green fields and rows of trees ...
... turned resolutely to the win- dow and looked out , while her two com- panions glanced at each other , shook their heads , and thought there was something very strange about her . The train whizzed past the green fields and rows of trees ...
107. oldal
... turned from the jeweller's window he thought of Dolores and her wistful inno- cent eyes . It was much better for a man's happiness to love some little rustic maiden who never saw but him , than a fashionable woman who lived upon the ...
... turned from the jeweller's window he thought of Dolores and her wistful inno- cent eyes . It was much better for a man's happiness to love some little rustic maiden who never saw but him , than a fashionable woman who lived upon 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.