Loved
[lʌvd]
Definition
(imp. & p. p.) of Love
Editor: Ryan
Examples
- No; he loved her in his old way. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
- Those who loved reading were obliged to send for their books from England: the members of the Junto had each a few. Benjamin Franklin. Memoirs of Benjamin Franklin.
- If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more. Jane Austen. Emma.
- She knew that he trifled with her; but she loved on. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- There is no proof that this unbrotherly, unhumorous egotist was ever sincerely loved by any human being. H. G. Wells. The Outline of History_Being a Plain History of Life and Mankind.
- Have you ever loved any one? Ernest Hemingway. A Farewell To Arms.
- He paused for a few seconds, and added in a voice broken by emotion, 'You have loved her from a child, my friend. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- We loved each other about as boys generally do,--off and on, and in general;--he was my father's pet, and I my mother's. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- But her heart was opened to this girl; 'Oh, Bessy, I loved the home we have left so dearly! Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
- He had not loved her without gaining that instinctive knowledge of what capabilities were in her. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
- It seemed natural: it seemed genial to be so well loved, so caressed by him. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
- I learned in a moment that he loved me. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- At that moment the parting was easy to bear: the first sense of loving and being loved excluded sorrow. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
- For him Mary Cave was perfect, because somehow, for some reason--no doubt he had a reason--he loved her. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- I said to Miss Mills that this was very true, and who should know it better than I, who loved Dora with a love that never mortal had experienced yet? Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- I loved her at that minute to distraction. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- She loved him as a kind elder brother; a relation to guide, protect, and instruct her, without the too frequent tyranny of parental authority. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
- She loves, or _will_ love, as he must feel proud to be loved. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- He loved her himself too fondly for that. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- His wife, his honour, his fortune, everything he loved best had fallen away from him. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- And suppose I loved you? Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- You know all right that you have never loved me. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
- I have never loved any man in my life before, and yet, dear Lorne, you see we must part. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- And I knew it was because you loved me best, and couldn't do it. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- How beautiful it was--and how she loved beauty! Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
- I loved Dora Spenlow to distraction! Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- He had many acquaintances among them, but few friends, and no one whom he loved. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
- She loved this hoard as a bird loves its eggs. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- When she loved him, Trot, right well. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- Her aunt Shaw loved her well in her own quiet way; but she forgets to love the absent. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
Editor: Ryan