Loveliness

Examples

• Most glorious vision of divine loveliness, it is, replied the officer who stood at my side. Edgar Rice Burroughs. The Gods of Mars.
• What right had she to dream the dreams of loveliness? Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Your portion is unhappily so small that it will in all likelihood undo the effects of your loveliness and amiable qualifications. Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice.
• The sun had bathed in gold the western atmosphere, and in the east the clouds caught the radiance, and budded into transient loveliness. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
• Let her go,--with her stony heart, and her beauty;--how set and terrible her look is now, for all her loveliness of feature! Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
• She was young, not indeed so beautiful as her whose portrait I held, but of an agreeable aspect, and blooming in the loveliness of youth and health. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
• Her beauty grew as a rose, which, opening to the summer wind, discloses leaf after leaf till the sense aches with its excess of loveliness. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
• A beautiful woman, Maurice; she has the loveliness of the Argive Helen. Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
• I need not tell you she was very beautiful, for that is the common saying of lovers, who see no loveliness save in the nymph of their affections. Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
• Not Paris sitting in judgment on Mount Ida saw such a vision of loveliness as now appeared to the enraptured eyes of Roylands. Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
• I let you go as a babe, because you were pretty, and I feared your loveliness, deeming it the stamp of perversity. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• To Jane herself, she exclaimed, there could be no possibility of objection; all loveliness and goodness as she is! Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice.
• Oliver's pillow was smoothed by gentle hands that night; and loveliness and virtue watched him as he slept. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
• Late we envied their abodes, their spicy groves, fertile plains, and abundant loveliness. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
• I never saw such a freshet of loveliness before. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.

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