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What is she like?
I was told
she is a
melancholy soul.
Neither does she have a name
none that I could find even in my most persistent researches: Julian's gentle lady, I mean; she whom I sought and chased and wooed (as it were) down a warren of historical tunnels.
It is another Justine Henin who will try and go out there and achieve her dream of finally winning Wimbledon,
soothing: re-press of an old French recording of Ida Presti, possibly the greatest guitarist who ever lived, and her husband Alexandre Lagoya, pairing on Debussy's "Clair de Lune.
ORANGE MARMALADE',
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Vera incessu patuit dea.
(The goddess indubitable was revealed in her step.)
DEMETRIUS
... do I not in plainest truth
Tell you, I do not, nor I cannot love you?
HELENA
And even for that do I love you the more.
amanuensis. A rapt
Ode to the Chamber
... linger here amidst the chamber
in which we embrace our love
talk to me of sonnets
and call me turtledove ...
Hello, Goddess."- Roman Arceneaux
lilting cadence,
How low am I, thou painted maypole? (Hermia to Helena)
Elegantly accomplished," said Nehemiah Trot. "I shall compose an Ode. Would you like to stay and listen?
She was destroyed many years ago, La Belle, on the cobblestones of the alley beside the opera house ...
Artemis simple-toon
Before Octavia was born, I used to think that love bore some relation to merit and to beauty, but now I saw that this was not so.
Apelles used to paint a good housewife on a snail, to import that she home-keeping.
Amandine Bisset was so passionate for Eliot Walker that tiny silver sparks flew from her fingertips when she touched him. When they made love her whole body filled with white light so bright Amandine believed she might explode.
If poor doomed Olly's a Radio 4 play, what am I?""
"You, Hugo," she kisses my earlobe, "are a sordid, low-budget French film. The sort you'd stumble across on TV at night. You know you'll regret it in the morning, but you keep watching anyway.
Sing, Marie of Arras. Do not forget, Marie of Arras.
Jacian Obregon. It sounds like a melody. Or a tragedy.
In French: La Fugitive, Albertine disparue Also translated as: The Sweet Cheat Gone, Albertine Gone
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I love coming back into Chersonesus in the afternoon; the city is lit up by the sun beginning to set. The sound of the water rushing past the hull, and the sky is as blue as Helena's eyes."
"Did I hear a woman's name?
I really love Adina Porter.
Seraphine, Seraphine, Seraphine. O most beloved of women, most fiery of saints, never leave me, please. I'll erect columns of white marble to you, build gardens of delights for you, cause ships to sail and warriors to rise for you, if you'll only remain by my side.
(Who Did No Harm to No Man all the Dais of Her Life. Reader, Can You Say Lykewise?).
Our lovely Princess Eadlyn,
It's hard to rhyme your name.
And though we really ticked you off,
We love you all the same.
The Worst Gymnast
In the V-shaped opening of her crape bodice Mlle. Vinteuil felt the sting of her friend's sudden kiss; ...
I loved this girl. I was in love with Aleena Moore. Now that I'd finally admitted it, it was all I could see.
In a blur of white satin and lace, Louisa Marie Honeycutt dove into the waiting limousine, slid across the expansive leather seat, then with a furtive look out the tinted window,
O let me lead her gently o'er the brook,
Watch her half-smiling lips and downward look;
O let me for one moment touch her wrist;
Let me one moment to her breathing list;
And as she leaves me, may she often turn
Her fair eyes looking through her locks auburne.
Amy Elliot Dunne is like a yeti - coveted and folkloric - ...
Annabeth is the most level-headed demigod
We're all attracted to the perfume of fermenting joy, we've all tried to start a fire, and one day maybe it will blaze up on its own. In the meantime, she is the one today among us most able to bear the idea of her own beauty ...
I'm bored, lalalallalalala OLLI OXEN SOMETHING!!
She's dearer than life itself, that's all I know.
She is of the race of Jeanne d'Arc, this Northern girl, in her voice, her bearing, her beliefs. That kind if not to be possessed by one man; she belongs to a cause, to the people.
La heradera del dia destruida.
(The heiress of the destroyed day.)
Oberon:She's a very clever girl, the kind you dont' take home to Ogma.
Dai Tregarron had called her Olwen, had spoken to her as if she were a creature capable of escape from the commonplace, not the pedestrian, middle-aged woman everyone else saw, incapable of imagination, even less of passion. He had seen who she wanted to be and given the dream a moment's life.
An hour or so later he received a note from Odette. Swann had left his cigarette case at her house. "If only," she wrote, "you had also forgotten your heart! I should never have let you have it back.
But Elise eclipses the woman from Jamey's future, the lady in tennis whites flashing her diamond as she drinks orange juice fresh-squeezed by a maid. A woman Jamey never quite believed in anyway.
Mirren, she is sugar, curiosity, and rain.
The nightingale is sovereign of song.
She has the care of a mother, the love of a sister, a prostitute in bed. Who is she?
Correggio, Caravaggio, Titian, Tintoretto. In them she saw distance and cruelty. Bodies pierced, flayed, crucified. A parade of morbid flesh.
This grossly advertised wonder [Venice], this gold idol with clay feet, this trompe-l'oeil, this painted deception, this cliche-what intelligent iconoclast could fail to experience a destructive impulse in her presence?
highlights of Elena's career,
The Lady: a fluty voice, sensible shoes, a melancholy sense of living by rules few still remember.
Your sister Betsey Trotwood...
hydra of revolution,
There were many beautiful vipers in those days and she was one of them. ("Eveline's Visitant")
I love you, Jemmaline Girard. I always have and I always will. You are my future and my forever. You have already claimed the deepest part of my soul, femme de mon coeur.
Who loves you most, and loves you best, and thinks of you when others rest? 'Tis Emilie.
sylvan bliss, now slipping so gently by her window, with the
young gentleman with whom she's been osculating on
I was kind of hoping it was Anna Kournikova.
You love her. The half-breed daughter of the Summer lord.
Hello, Hazel Levesque.
Aithinne smiles. "You know," she says thoughtfully, "your hair rather looks like an octopus." Then, as if to reassure me: "I love octopi."
And Aithinne is obviously a bit barmy, but nobody's perfect.
O be some other name.
Oxigen [oxygen], as you well know, is my hero as well as my foe, and being not only strong but inexhaustible in strategies and full of tricks, I was obliged to call up all my forces to lay hold of him, and make the subtle Being my prisoner.
It's first owner ... well, things didn't turn out too well for her. Her name was Helena.'
Piper let that sink in. "Wait, you mean the Helena? Helena of Troy?'
Annabeth nodded.
"And it's just sitting in your toolshed?
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Aunt Hilda,' Violet
My beautiful Ivey.
Concetta and Domenico Costa, Mariana Pontillo, the Arena family. We live.
Not only a countess but a nymph of the greenwood,
She was the amoureuse of all the novels, the heroine of all the plays, the vague "she" of all the poetry books.
Patricia [Rozema] is really special, and she really worked hard to make the environment and the landscapes' natural beauty come alive. She was not forceful with anything, but enabled it to really have this poetic nature.
The next name on the list is Ed Valiantbrue, which doesn't have an O in it anyway."
"O!" Sunny shrieked.
"O!" Klaus agreed.
"O!" Sunny insisted.
"Oh!" Klaus cried. "I see what you mean! If it doesn't have am O in it, it can't be an anagram of Violet Baudelaire.
Sameron adion aso
I shall sing a sweeter song tomorrow
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There were people who were born with an inability to be tangled up in dark emotions, in complications, and Iloba was one of them. For such people, Obinze felt both admiration and boredom.
So far, she'd been her usual lame self: solitary and routine-loving, carefully avoiding any path that might lead to spontaneous human interaction.
Lena Kaligaris
She was the kind of girl that inspired love songs and erotic poetry.
Jean Alesi is 4th and 5th.
My favorite dancer is Sylvie Guillem.
Tess
DY-N-AMITE
Tim
Lenore - For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore - Nameless
Kinsley Grace Bryant, you crazy beautiful loon, marry me so we can make hundreds of little soccer prodigies.
Holy crap. It's Juliet!
Viola to Duke Orsino: 'I'll do my best
To woo your lady.'
[Aside.] 'Yet, a barful strife! Whoe'er I woo, myself would be his wife.
The Princess of Parma was a Courvoisier in that she was incapable of innovation in social matters, but unlike the Courvoisiers in that the surprises the Duchesse de Guermantes perpetually held in store for her engendered in her not, as in them, antipathy but a sense of wonder.
King Offa's dyke,
Anya, the minor goddess of Anarchy? A woman who had more balls than most men - because she'd cut them off the guys stupid enough to get in her way and kept them as souvenirs.
Dante, this
is Annabelle."
No. No way. That name is
reserved for females with grace
and elegance, not this girl. This girl
is ... beastly. "Annabelle," I say.
"It suits you.
(whose initials were probably OCTAVIAN).
The Lilly girl is always full of surprises. She lives everyday like it's a celebration, never has a dull moment, and makes every hour a happy hour.
La' , tout n'est qu'ordre et beaute , Luxe, calme et volupte . There where all is order and beauty. Lush, calm and voluptuous.
You don't give an inch. That's why I like you, Olivia - no middle name - Kaspen. You make me work for every smile, every giggle ...
The love-lorn nightingale nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well.
My beloved Elisa, my companion and wife, whom I love and revere, is one of the most noble of our Heavenly Father's handmaidens.
The girl was beautiful, her skin like fresh cream and her long hair so dark it seemed to suck the color out of everything it surrounded. She was small. French women all seemed to be small-boned bird creatures, delicate in a way Eby could never be.
I've always wanted to have a Greek sitcom called Olive Lucy.