 ... were of a still deeper crimson. Her mouth and chin, they said, were too large and full, and so they might be for a goddess in marble, but not for a woman whose eyes were fire, whose look was love, whose voice was the sweetest low song, whose shape...  The New England Magazine - 第 171 頁1906完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Marjorie Hope Nicolson - 1925 - 466 頁
...was love, whose voice was the sweetest low song, whose shape was perfect symmetry, health, decision, activity, whose' foot as it planted itself on the...sarcastic — there was no single movement of hers but was beautiful. As he thinks of her, he who writes feels young^again^ and remembers ajjaragon. So she... | |
 | Roger Sherman Loomis - 1925 - 576 頁
...was love, whose voice was the sweetest low song, whose shape was perfect symmetry, health, decision, activity, whose foot as it planted itself on the ground...sarcastic: there was no single movement of hers but was beautiful. As he thinks of her, he who writes feels young again, and remembers a paragon. So she... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1925 - 434 頁
...was love, whose voice was the sweetest low song, whose shape was perfect symmetry, health, decision, activity, whose foot as it planted itself on the ground...lofty as a queen — now melting, now imperious, now sarcastick, there was no single movement of hers but was beautiful. As he thinks of her, he who writes... | |
 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch, Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1925 - 256 頁
...was love, whose voice was the sweetest low song, whose shape was perfect symmetry, health, decision, activity, whose foot as it planted itself on the ground...motion, whether rapid or slow, was always perfect grace—agile as a nymph, lofty as a queen—now melting, now imperious, now sarcastic—there was... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1927 - 550 頁
...was love, whose voice was the sweetest low song, whose shape was perfect symmetry, health, decision, activity, whose foot as it planted itself on the ground...motion, whether rapid or slow, was always perfect grace—agile as a nymph, lofty as a queen—now melting, now imperious, now sarcastick, there was... | |
 | Stratton Duluth Brooks - 1912 - 462 頁
...was love, whose voice was the sweetest low song, whose shape was perfect symmetry, health, decision, activity, whose foot as it planted itself on the ground...sarcastic, — there was no single movement of hers but was beautiful. As he thinks of her, he who writes feels young again, and remembers a paragon. So she... | |
 | William Lee Richardson - 1928 - 116 頁
...was love, whose voice was the sweetest low song, whose shape was perfect symmetry, health, decision, activity, whose foot as it planted itself on the ground...sarcastic — there was no single movement of hers but was beautiful. ... So she came holding her dress with one fair rounded arm, and her taper before her,... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1928 - 436 頁
...was love, whose voice was the sweetest low song, whose shape was perfect symmetry, health, decision, activity, whose foot as it planted itself on the ground...lofty as a queen — now melting, now imperious, now sarcastick, there was no single movement of hers but was beautiful. As he thinks of her, he who writes... | |
 | 1899 - 674 頁
...was love, whose voice was the sweetest low song, whose shape was perfect symmetry, health, decision, activity, whose foot as it planted itself on the ground...sarcastic — there was no single movement of hers but was beautiful. As he thinks of her, he who writes feels young again and remembers a paragon. Thackeray... | |
 | 1904 - 778 頁
...was love, whose voice was the sweetest low song, whose shape was perfect symmetry, health, decision, activity, whose foot as it planted itself on the ground...sarcastic — there was no single movement of hers but was beautiful. As he thinks of her, he who writes feels young again, and remembers a paragon." In no... | |
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