Caresses
[kə'resɪs]
Examples
- He put his arm round Letty's neck silently, and led her into the kitchen without his usual jokes and caresses. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
- The embrace disconcerted the daughter-in-law somewhat, as the caresses of the old gentleman, unshorn and perfumed with tobacco, might well do. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- She would have thrown her arms about my neck and smothered me with caresses, had I not gently but firmly disengaged myself. Edgar Rice Burroughs. The Gods of Mars.
- He had known the love that is fed on caresses and feeds them; but this passion that was closer than his bones was not to be superficially satisfied. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
- Margaret knelt by him, caressing him with tearful caresses. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
- Robert's features and form were with her; the sound of his voice was quite distinct in her ear; his few caresses seemed renewed. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- I know you well enough, George said; but I don't like kissing, please; and he retreated from the obedient caresses of his cousin. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- He preferred his nurse's caresses to his mamma's, and when finally he quitted that jolly nurse and almost parent, he cried loudly for hours. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- For caresses, too, I now got grimaces; for a pressure of the hand, a pinch on the arm; for a kiss on the cheek, a severe tweak of the ear. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
- Mr. Sweeting followed, and would have played with him; but Tartar took no notice of his caresses. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- His removal, to make way for other accused persons who were to be tried, rescued him from these caresses for the moment. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
- Rebecca by a hundred caresses and kind words tried to soothe the feelings of the wounded lover. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- She redoubled her caresses to Amelia; she kissed the white cornelian necklace as she put it on; and vowed she would never, never part with it. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- A dog, that avoids fire and precipices, that shuns strangers, and caresses his master, affords us an instance of the first kind. David Hume. A Treatise of Human Nature.
- The tenderest caresses followed this confession. Jane Austen. Sense and Sensibility.
Typist: Nadine