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S. Low, Marston, 1893 - Best books - 144 pages
 

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Page 47 - The mouth seemed formed less to speak than to quiver, less to quiver than to kiss. Some might have added, less to kiss than to curl. Viewed sideways, the closingline of her lips formed, with almost geometric precision, the curve so well known in the arts of design as the cimarecta, or ogee.
Page 47 - Her presence brought memories of such things as Bourbon roses, rubies, and tropical midnights; her moods recalled lotus-eaters and the march in "Athalie;" her motions, the ebb and flow of the sea; her voice, the viola.
Page 42 - THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF THE BEST SONGS AND LYRICAL POEMS IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE. Selected and arranged, with Notes, by FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE.
Page 12 - Yarrow fields, may never, never rain Nor dew thy tender blossoms cover ! For there was basely slain my love — My love as he had not been a lover. "The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vest— 'twas my...
Page 46 - If her earthly career had taught her few book philosophies it had at least well practised her in this.Yet her experience had consisted less in a series of pure disappointments than in a series of substitutions. Continually it had happened that what she had desired had not been granted her, and that what had been granted her she had not desired. So...
Page 96 - ... eyes, peering through his shaggy eyebrows, his unearthly face, marked with deep stains, covered partly by his shock of extraordinary hair, partly by his enormous muslin cravat, which supports a large protruding lip drawn over his upper lip, with a cynical expression no painting could render ; add to this apparatus of terror, his dead silence, broken occasionally by the most sepulchral guttural monosyllables.
Page 47 - One had fancied that such lip-curves were mostly lurking underground in the South as fragments of forgotten marbles. So fine were the lines of her lips, that, though full, each corner of her mouth was as clearly cut as the point of a spear. This keenness of corner was only blunted when she was given over to sudden fits of gloom, one of the phases of the night-side of sentiment which she knew too well for her years. Her presence brought memories of such things as Bourbon roses...
Page 82 - The idealized conception of stern truths played about his head certainly for those who knew and who loved it. Such a man, perceiving a devout end to be reached, might prove less scrupulous in his course, possibly, and less remorseful, than revolutionary Generals. His smile was quite unclouded, and came softly as a curve in water. It seemed to flow with, and to pass in and out of, his thoughts, — to be a part of his emotion and his meaning when it shone transiently full. For as he had an orbed mind,...
Page 47 - her motions, the ebb and flow of the sea ; her voice, the viola. In a dim light, and with a slight rearrangement of her hair, her general figure might have stood for that of either of the higher female deities. The new moon behind her head, an old helmet upon it, a diadem of accidental dewdrops round her brow, would have been adjuncts sufficient to strike the note of Artemis, Athena, or Hera respectively, with as close an approximation to the antique as that which passes muster on many respected...
Page 96 - Talleyrand was born lame, and his limbs are fastened to his trunk by an iron apparatus, on which he strikes ever and anon his gigantic cane, to the great dismay of those who see him for the first time ; an awe...

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