Hebe blushed, and for answer whispered something too sweet
Tenderly they gathered them, with the night-dew fresh upon their leaves, and as they wove chanted sweet spells, and whispered fairy blessings on the bright messengers whom they sent forth to die in a dreary land, that their gentle kindred might bloom unharmed.
Still she sang gayly on, and the falling drops kept time so musically, that the King in his cold ice-halls wondered at the low, sweet sounds that came stealing up to him.
Bianca, He is not worthy of your thought or mine.
And all with pearl and ruby glowing Was the fair palace door, Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing, And sparkling evermore, A troop of Echoes, whose sweet
duty Was but to sing, In voices of surpassing beauty, The wit and wisdom of their king.
I like also little heaps, in the nature of mole-hills (such as are in wild heaths), to be set, some with wild thyme; some with pinks; some with germander, that gives a good flower to the eye; some with periwinkle; some with violets; some with strawberries; some with cowslips; some with daisies; some with red roses; some with lilium convallium; some with sweet
-williams red; some with bear's-foot: and the like low flowers, being withal sweet
could not organize his market in that fashion.
He saw a great venison pasty and two roasted capons, beside which was a platter of plover's eggs; moreover, there was a flask of sack and one of canary--a sweet
sight to a hungry man.
and the old man licked his thin lips as though to taste the last sweet
vestige of some dainty morsel.
Violinist, play that over again, now, 'Home, Sweet
Home,'--let her go.
But he was sitting aloof, apart from the gods, in his temple where many pray, and receiving sweet
offerings from mortal men.
The bell of the church across the harbor was ringing dreamily sweet
Ah, my sweet
chamber-fellow, had I lived with thee,
The old soothsayer, however, danced with delight; and though he was then, as some narrators suppose, full of sweet
wine, he was certainly still fuller of sweet
life, and had renounced all weariness.
Agatha asked a question, to which the stranger only replied by pronouncing, in a sweet
accent, the name of Felix.