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Reflecting upon all which, I rode not without trepidation through Colonel H 's grounds, and up to his house. Mr. W 's head was not stuck upon a pole anywhere within sight, however, and as soon as I became pretty sure of this, I began to look about me, and saw instead a trellis tapestried with the most beautiful roses I ever beheld, another of these exquisite southern flowers the Cherokee rose.
He was carefully dressed in exquisite taste, though he had come straight from a considerable sea voyage; and he carried something in his hand which in his long European travels, and even longer European visits, he had almost forgotten to call a gripsack. Mr. Cyprian Paynter was an American who lived in Italy.
She felt somehow that Lucy was of different clay from herself, and for all her exquisite gentleness, her equanimity and pleasant temper, she had never been able to get entirely at close quarters with her. She would have given much to see Lucy give way openly to her grief; and her arms would have been open to receive her, if her niece had only flung herself simply into them.
This was indeed a noble and Christian sentiment! It is in the Italian-Gothic style a great casket of black and white marble, beautified by many exquisite traceries and statues. The noble dome is finely proportioned, but looks almost small amidst the great pile of buildings around it, and by the graceful square Campanile rising proudly beside it.
The professor went into perplexed raptures, his mind being distracted by the exuberant wealth of subjects which were presented to it all at the same time. "Look zere!" he cried, at one turning in the path which opened up a new vista of exquisite beauty "look at zat!" "Ay, it is a Siamang ape next in size to the orang-utan," said Van der Kemp, who stood at his friend's elbow.
Perhaps the most loved of all Tennyson's works is In Memoriam, which, on account of both its theme and its exquisite workmanship, is "one of the few immortal names that were not born to die." The immediate occasion of this remarkable poem was Tennyson's profound personal grief at the death of his friend Hallam.
Thus we are reminded that all this loveliness, this exquisite beauty, is the work of natural selection the result of the survival of favourable variations in the struggle for existence.
"What's more, he wants me to marry his niece." "And you didn't want to?" "No." "But she's pretty." "Yes. But she's not to my taste." "What? Are you still thinking of the Baroness's daughter?" "How could I forget her! I've seen her. She is exquisite." "Yes. She's certainly good-looking." "Only good-looking! Don't blaspheme. The moment I saw her, my mind was made up. It's sink or swim for me."
He moved into the middle of the yard, and, unbuttoning his shirt over his chest, looked at the moon, and it seemed to him that he would order the gate to be unlocked, and would go out and never come back again. His heart ached sweetly with the foretaste of freedom; he laughed joyously, and pictured how exquisite, poetical, and even holy, life might be. . . .
She felt so well, so soft and warm in bed, that she would have liked never to move, never to speak, and to live like that forever. An infinite comfort had encompassed her, a comfort the like of which she had never experienced. The mild night air coming in by velvety breaths touched her temples in an exquisite almost imperceptible way.
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