Tears
[tɪəz]
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To dream that you are in tears, denotes that some affliction will soon envelope you. To see others shedding tears, foretells that your sorrows will affect the happiness of others,
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Examples
- There she satand who would have guessed how many tears she had been lately shedding? Jane Austen. Emma.
- The tears did not glisten there, as they did in Leinster's; but they fell in torrents as he attempted to take leave of me. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- She's not dead: her eye-lids are quivering, and here's wet tears a-coming down her cheeks. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
- Tears rushed into my eyes; surely this was a wanton display of the power of the destroyer. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
- Tears would have been out of place. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- More than once I have surprised her in tears. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
- My footman was at that instance setting off for my sister and Dr. Bain: and my good housekeeper was in tears. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- It was a night of tears. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
- In less than half an hour after Colonel Berkeley's arrival in bounced Lord Deerhurst, in an agony of tears! Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- Tears streamed from my eyes. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
- But when she got into her own, she locked the door, and sate down to cry unwonted tears. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
- I know it is, said Mrs. Shelby, as her tears fell fast; and _I_ cannot heal it, but Jesus can. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- Of course I submitted to him, because it was my duty; it was my feeling for him, said Dorothea, looking through the prism of her tears. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
- As he stood in the doorway, the poor old careworn wayworn woman burst into tears, and clasped her hands, as if in a very agony she prayed to him. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Tears rolled silently down Rosamond's cheeks; she just pressed her handkerchief against them, and stood looking at the large vase on the mantel-piece. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
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