Joys

Examples

• I will discipline my sorrowing heart to sympathy in your joys; I will be happy, because ye are so. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
• Me loves Parpar, said the artful one, preparing to climb the paternal knee and revel in forbidden joys. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
• With so much time to talk, and no definite object to be led up to, she could taste the rare joys of mental vagrancy. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Earthly joys and hopes and sorrows Break like ripples on the strand Of the deep and solemn river Where her willing feet now stand. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
• She was sensible and clever; but eager in everything: her sorrows, her joys, could have no moderation. Jane Austen. Sense and Sensibility.
• They represented the future she had chosen, and she was content with it, but in no haste to anticipate its joys. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• When deeply moved by serious fears or joys she was not garrulous. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• Neither will you find him measuring all human interests, and joys, and sorrows, with his one poor little inch-rule now. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• Such joys are reserved for conscious merit. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
• Men pass through such superhuman loves and outlive them: they are the probation subduing the heart to human joys. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• No--I have touched you, heard you, felt the comfort of your presence--the sweetness of your consolation: I cannot give up these joys. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
• Absence cannot have rendered you callous to our joys and griefs; and how shall I inflict pain on an absent child? Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
• Laurie said, as he put the sisters into the carriage after the joys of the day were over. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
• The sight of those fields of stubble and turnips, now his own, gave him many secret joys. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
• The joys come close upon the sorrows this time, and I rather think the changes have begun, said Mrs. March. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
• But these joys, being hollow, were, ere long, crushed in. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• Mr Lammle bestows a by no means loving look upon the partner of his joys and sorrows, and he mutters something; but checks himself. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• Let's hear the sound of the baby pianny, said Hannah, who always took a share in the family joys and sorrows. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.

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