"Jeweled" Quotes from Famous Books
... sinful and vile I know, But what are you, my lady, so fair, and proud, and high? The fringe of your robe just touched me, me so low— Your feet defiled, I saw the scorn in your eye, And the jeweled hand, that drew back your garments fine. What should you say if I told you to your face Your robes are dyed with as deep a stain as mine, The only difference is you are ... — Poems • Marietta Holley
... a fairy home With coral halls and pearly floors, Where mermaids clad in glist'ning gold Guard smilingly the jeweled doors. ... — The Upward Path - A Reader For Colored Children • Various
... they lived, my welfare had been dear. While I occupied this kneeling position the flame of my torch fell directly on some small object that glittered with remarkable luster. I went to examine it; it was a jeweled pendant composed of one large pear-shaped pearl, set round with fine rose brilliants! Surprised at this discovery, I looked about to see where such a valuable gem could possible have come from I then noticed an unusually large coffin ... — Vendetta - A Story of One Forgotten • Marie Corelli
... found others awake. It found Nina, for instance, in her draped French bed, consulting her jeweled watch and listening for Leslie's return from the country club. An angry and rather heart-sick Nina. And it found the night editor of one of the morning papers drinking a cup of coffee that a boy had ... — The Breaking Point • Mary Roberts Rinehart
... absence keenly. She had not—to put it euphemistically—many friends. Her remedy was successful. Impossible, on such a ride, to cherish minor or major pangs. She rode into the smoky dimness of pine-woods where the sunlight burned in flecks and out again across the little open mountain meadows, jeweled with white and gold, blue and coral-colored flowers, a stained-glass window scattered across the ground. From these glades she could see the forest, an army of tall pilgrims, very grave, going up, ... — Hidden Creek • Katharine Newlin Burt
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