Wistfully
['wɪstfəli]
Definition
(adv.) in a wistful manner; 'his sister would have looked beautiful in that dress, he thought wistfully, just like an angel'.
Typist: Marion--From WordNet
Examples
- But her heart was very heavy, she longed to be at home, and every day looked wistfully across the lake, waiting for Laurie to come and comfort her. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- She must be told though, now,' said he, looking wistfully at his daughter. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
- I hope so, dearest Lizzie,' said Eugene, wistfully, and yet somewhat whimsically. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- He looked wistfully at the dice and box lying on the mantlepiece. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- Then his eyes would turn to Jo so wistfully that she would have surely answered the mute inquiry if she had seen it. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- She goes down from the block, stops, looks wistfully back,--her daughter stretches her hands towards her. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- Tom had been standing wistfully examining the multitude of faces thronging around him, for one whom he would wish to call master. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- And she twinkled a little wistfully at Archer. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
- Amy often looked wistfully across, longing to be there, where she felt at home and happy, instead of in a corner with nothing to do. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- Then he wistfully asks, with his hand on his brother's, Would you mind mentioning that, brother, to your wife and family? Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- The young marquis's pale face certainly did grow paler, as he looked wistfully after Leinster, whose arm I had taken. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- To me it is a rosary, and as such I should use it like a good catholic, said Esther, eyeing the handsome thing wistfully. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- I only wish I could help YOU--but I suppose there's nothing on earth I could do, she murmured wistfully. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
- He just stood looking at her so wistfully, so tenderly, that she found her heart relenting in spite of herself. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- Glancing wistfully around, Eugene saw Miss Jenny at the foot of the bed, looking at him with her elbows on the bed, and her head upon her hands. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- He looked at her wistfully, then seemed to fall into a reverie, as if he were forgetting what he observed. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- The girl looked wistfully at the flowers, and, acting on a sudden impulse, Margaret offered them to her. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
- I wish they would have loved me, said Emmy, wistfully. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- He looked, wistfully, into their faces, one by one when they passed out, as though to see which way the greater number leant; but that was fruitless. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
- Holding a hand of each, and watching the two young faces wistfully, Mrs. March said, in her serious yet cheery way. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- Amelia passes the door wistfully many a time, in hopes that Mr. Brown will have some news to give her, but he never beckons her in. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- She stopped and looked at me wistfully. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
- He looked wistfully at Margaret; and, when released, he tottered towards her, murmuring, 'Pray for me, Margaret. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
- Her eyes kindled as they turned wistfully toward the window, but they fell on the old house opposite, and she shook her head with sorrowful decision. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- I should only be de trop, said the Captain, looking at them rather wistfully. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- He looked often and wistfully at the little vacant bed in his dressing-room, where the child used to sleep. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- The large, pleading, dilated eyes were fixed upon her wistfully, steady in their gaze, though the poor white lips quivered like those of a child. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
Typist: Marion