"Ringlet" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... agony Of lingering death, sent Iris down with speed. Her struggling soul from clinging limbs to free. For since by Fate, or for her own misdeed She perished not, but, ere the day decreed, Fell in the frenzy of her love's despair, Not yet Proserpina had claimed her meed, And shorn the ringlet of her golden hair, And bade the sacred shade to ...
— The Aeneid of Virgil - Translated into English Verse by E. Fairfax Taylor • Virgil
... every one along with his own waste paper. He kept not one single little token which she had given him or let him take. The rose, the glove, the little handkerchief which she had dropped to him, how he cried over them! The ringlet of golden hair—he burnt them all, all in his own fire in the prison, save a little, little bit of the hair, which might be any one's, which was the colour of his sister's. Kew saw the deed done; perhaps he hurried away when Jack came to the very last part of the sacrifice, and flung ...
— The Newcomes • William Makepeace Thackeray
... N. circularity, roundness; rotundity &c 249. circle, circlet, ring, areola, hoop, roundlet^, annulus, annulet^, bracelet, armlet; ringlet; eye, loop, wheel; cycle, orb, orbit, rundle, zone, belt, cordon, band; contrate wheel^, crown wheel; hub; nave; sash, girdle, cestus^, cincture, baldric, fillet, fascia, wreath, garland; crown, corona, coronet, chaplet, snood, necklace, collar; noose, lasso, lassoo^. ellipse, ...
— Roget's Thesaurus of English Words and Phrases: Body • Roget
... night is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek— There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks ...
— Six Centuries of English Poetry - Tennyson to Chaucer • James Baldwin
... oh! I love thee, There's nothing on this earth, Can feel a deeper fondness, A flame of purer worth; The eagle loves its offspring, Most faithful is the dove; But thou! thy smallest ringlet, Has ...
— Lays of Ancient Virginia, and Other Poems • James Avis Bartley
... kin, let, ling, ock, el, erel, or et: as, lamb, lambkin; ring, ringlet; cross, crosslet; duck, duckling; hill, hillock; run, runnel; cock, cockerel; pistol, pistolet; eagle, eaglet; circle, circlet. All these denote little ...
— The Grammar of English Grammars • Goold Brown
... Angel Sister, tho' thy lovely form Perish'd in Youth's gay morning, yet is mine This precious Ringlet!—still the soft hairs shine, Still glow the nut-brown tints, all bright and warm With sunny gleam!—Alas! each kindred charm Vanish'd long since; deep in the silent shrine Wither'd to shapeless Dust!—and of their grace ...
— Original sonnets on various subjects; and odes paraphrased from Horace • Anna Seward
... and the blackness of his hair, By his arched imperious eyebrows, chasing slumber from my lids With their yeas and noes that hold me 'twixt rejoicing and despair, By the Scorpions that he launches from his ringlet-clustered brows, Seeking still to slay his lovers with his rigours unaware, By the myrtle of his whiskers and the roses of his cheek, By his lips' incarnate rubies and his teeth's fine pearls and rare, By the straight and tender sapling of his shape, which ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 8 • Richard F. Burton
... ring...." He places in her hands the great double-edged sword, the golden horn from his side, the ring from his finger. "This horn when he is in danger, shall procure him help. This sword, in the fray, shall assure him victory. But when he looks at the ringlet him think of me who upon a time delivered you from danger and distress. Farewell, farewell! My sweet wife, farewell! The Grail will chide if I delay longer.... Farewell!" He has kissed over and over again the face of the poor woman who, annihilated by ...
— The Wagnerian Romances • Gertrude Hall
... ringlet of flaxen hair, Tied with a ribbon blue, Laid by the hand of a mother there— Cherished ...
— The Old Hanging Fork and Other Poems • George W. Doneghy
... the glossy ringlet from his mother's hand, and placed it at the moment next to the seat of his undying affection for the fair girl from whose ebon locks ...
— Fardorougha, The Miser - The Works of William Carleton, Volume One • William Carleton |
