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The busy plowshare had turned up the deep graves of departed passions. No one could gaze or even glance at that face and not perceive at once that it was the visage of a man of many sorrows yet of a man proud, calm, self-possessed, self-poised and indomitable.
Tressilian, in strange agitation of mind, had hardly stepped down the first two or three steps of the winding staircase, when, greatly to his surprise and displeasure, he met Michael Lambourne, wearing an impudent familiarity of visage, for which Tressilian felt much disposed to throw him down-stairs; until he remembered the prejudice which Amy, the only object of his solicitude, was likely to receive from his engaging in any act of violence at that time and in that place.
One winter evening, Richard sitting brooding and sipping brandy as usual, with a lamp burning on the table beside him, and the embers of the fire flickering on the broad hearth at his feet, there came a light, measured step and the rustle of a dress, and he knew that his wife was in the room. He raised his haggard visage and looked at her. What a goddess of beauty she seemed!
As he caught her glance a sullen, ruddy glow of shame shown through the black, hard skin of his sun-burned visage shame to which he had been never touched when discovered in any one of his guilty and barbarous actions. "Dame!" he growled savagely "he gave me his wine; one must do something in return.
I shall know this look as long as I live; it is ever most clearly marked upon your visage, when you have some misfortune to announce." "Then this stony smile must have but little expression to-day, for I do not come as a messenger of evil tidings; but if your royal highness will allow me to say so, as a sort of postillon d'amour."
"Ah, sir, she sees you!" exclaimed Grace: "you'd better not stay." "Only a few moments, Grace; you must allow me a few moments." "Take care then, sir! for God's sake, take care!" The maniac bellowed; she parted her shaggy locks from her visage, and gazed wildly at her visitors. I recognized well that purple face those bloated features. Mrs. Poole advanced. "Keep out of the way," said Mr.
Then Sir Percivale espied that therein was a man or a woman, for the visage was covered; then he left off his looking and heard his service. And when it came to the sacring, he that lay within that percloos dressed him up, and uncovered his head; and then him beseemed a passing old man, and he had a crown of gold upon his head, and his shoulders were naked and unhilled unto his navel.
"William," I said, my patience giving way at last; "I dislike being waited on by a melancholy waiter." "Yes, sir," he replied, trying to smile, and then broke out passionately, "For God's sake, sir, tell me, have you seen a little girl looking in at the club windows?" He had been a good waiter once, and his distracted visage was spoiling my dinner.
A grim smile crept over her visage; her lips were pressed together, and her eyes twinkled with subdued satisfaction. She now spoke abruptly. "Do you remain at Hollingford to-night, Mr. Lashmar?" "Yes, Lady Ogram." "Very well. Come here to-morrow morning at eleven, go over the mill, and then lunch with us. My manager shall be ready for you." "Thank you, very much." "Miss Bride, give Mr.
The lady went up to the door and throwing back her kerchief, knocked softly, whilst the porter stood behind her, musing upon her beauty and grace. Thine eyes shall ne'er see grace combine so featly black and white As in her visage and the locks that o'er her forehead kiss. She in whose cheeks the red flag waves, her beauty testifies Unto her name, if that to paint her sweet seductions miss.
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