lovelinesses

There have been many small lovelinesses this weekend.

A weekend away The List Writer 2007

There have been many small lovelinesses this weekend.

Archive 2007-09-01 The List Writer 2007

There they spoke of happy things and summoned up happy memories, pleasures and lovelinesses that had been theirs.

The Boat of a Million Years Anderson, Poul, 1926- 1989

There they spoke of happy things and summoned up happy memories, pleasures and lovelinesses that had been theirs.

The Boat of a Million Years Anderson, Poul, 1926- 1988

For in her meet all lovelinesses, and to make her dearer still, some are as yet but in germ

Browning's Heroines Ethel Colburn Mayne

Hidden lovelinesses troop out when we set them in the presence of the Lord.

My Daily Meditation for the Circling Year John Henry Jowett

No one was up but the sun, who did as he liked with the façades and the bridges in the water, and made strange lovelinesses in narrow darkling places, and showed us things in the _calli_ that we did not know were in the world.

A Voyage of Consolation (being in the nature of a sequel to the experiences of 'An American girl in London') Sara Jeannette Duncan

Between the two tall beeches he knelt down, and drowned the following hours in thought and prayer; till that deep lake of meditation was divided by the sound of singing, as though a shoal of silver fishes swam and leaped upon its surface, putting all quietness to flight, and troubling its waters with a million lovelinesses.

Martin Pippin in the Apple Orchard 1922

Between the two tall beeches he knelt down, and drowned the following hours in thought and prayer; till that deep lake of meditation was divided by the sound of singing, as though a shoal of silver fishes swam and leapt upon its surface, putting all quietness to flight, and troubling its waters with a million lovelinesses.

Martin Pippin in the Apple Orchard 1921

Between the two tall beeches he knelt down, and drowned the following hours in thought and prayer; till that deep lake of meditation was divided by the sound of singing, as though a shoal of silver fishes swam and leaped upon its surface, putting all quietness to flight, and troubling its waters with a million lovelinesses.

Martin Pippin in the Apple Orchard Eleanor Farjeon 1923