Loves
[lʌvz]
Examples
- Kiss me, Eunice, and be a good wife to Crispin, who loves you so dearly. Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
- I love Miss Fanshawe far more than de Hamal loves any human being, and would care for and guard her better than he. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- The lad loves Mary, and a true love for a good woman is a great thing, Susan. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
- She now loves me, and would not defraud me of a pin. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- Colonel Brandon loves Marianne. Jane Austen. Sense and Sensibility.
- She loves, or _will_ love, as he must feel proud to be loved. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- Florence loves to have that said. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- She loved this hoard as a bird loves its eggs. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Now, I love Robert, and I feel sure that Robert loves me. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- And now, when it's too late to begin even to do better, it's such a comfort to know that someone loves me so much, and feels as if I'd helped them. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- It is only that he loves her too well. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- She loves him then excessively, I suppose. Jane Austen. Emma.
- But if he loves Helena, why did he show me her picture, which has been my sole reason for this journey? Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
- Me loves Parpar, said the artful one, preparing to climb the paternal knee and revel in forbidden joys. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- He loves your daughter very much; he feels her finest qualities, and they influence him worthily. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- She loves you very much. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
- Then, seizing Captain Dobbin's hand, and weeping in the most pitiful way, he confided to that gentleman the secret of his loves. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- He loves a dodge for its own sake; being,' added Mr Fledgeby, after casting about for an expressive phrase, 'the dodgerest of all the dodgers. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- He loves the idol he serves, and prays day and night that his frenzy may be fed, and that the Ox-eyed may smile on her votary. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- Who can hate a man who loves him? Plato. The Republic.
- She loves him--not with inferior feelings. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- Poor Carlo loves me, said she. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
- Then he's rich and generous and good, and loves us all, and I say it's a pity my plan is spoiled. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- I say, George said fiercely, I thank everybody who loves Amelia Sed-- He stopped. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- Mrs Dengelton, he said solemnly, I love your daughter, and she loves me. Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
- O, Mas'r, dere's more than me loves you,--the blessed Lord Jesus loves you. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- Yet one has a feeling within one that blinds a man while he loves you. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- Do you know that he loves YOU, yet? Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- And Tom loves his children; and it's dreadful, papa, that such things are happening, all the time! Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- He is a bar betwixt Front-de-Boeuf and that which Front-de-Boeuf loves better than either ambition or beauty. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
Edited by Erna