Nosegay

Examples

• She was fastening into her girdle a hueless and scentless nosegay, when Henry Sympson called to her as he came limping from the house. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• She dropped a brisk curtsey, and walked back along the gallery, humming a little tune, and keeping time to it cheerfully with the nosegay in her hand. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
• Beside the tea-cup on his table he saw, then, a blooming nosegay: a wonderful handful of the choicest and most lovely flowers. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
• And she showed with pride her splendid nosegay. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
• Mrs. Rubelle waited, quietly arranging her nosegay, as if she expected me to say something. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
• Paulina sat between the two gentlemen: while they conversed, her little hands were busy at some work; I thought at first she was binding a nosegay. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
• Boniface, of course, must be gaily dressed, said I, and wear a large nosegay. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
• She put out her hand and took the nosegay. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
• Or would I have all the daughters at once in a perfect nosegay? Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• She did not renew her interrogations, but returning to her flowers, proceeded to choose a nosegay for the rector. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• He tossed his little nosegay of wild flowers away from him, as if the remembrances which it recalled were remembrances which hurt him now. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• There was a red velvet footstool in the best parlour, on which my mother had painted a nosegay. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• She had such an exquisite little nosegay in her hand. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• I will give you a nosegay, Mr. Helstone, when I have given your niece one. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• So she rubbed them out, and drew little nosegays and likenesses of me and Jip, all over the tablets. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• Yes; they had all given their nosegays, from the eldest to the youngest, from the tallest to the most diminutive. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
• Brown, soft-eyed children ran out from the quaint stone hovels to offer nosegays, or bunches of oranges still on the bough. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.

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