1 You seem to forget my sister's beautiful and clever, and.
Fathers and Children By Ivan TurgenevGet Context In CHAPTER XXV 2 But in his beautiful dark eyes, nothing was reflected but the light of the stars.
Fathers and Children By Ivan TurgenevGet Context In CHAPTER XI 3 He snatched her large beautiful hands, and, breathless with rapture, pressed them to his heart.
Fathers and Children By Ivan TurgenevGet Context In CHAPTER XXVI 4 His beautiful, emaciated head, the glaring daylight shining full upon it, lay on the white pillow like the head of a dead man.
Fathers and Children By Ivan TurgenevGet Context In CHAPTER XXIV 5 Then tea came on the scene with cream, butter, and cracknels; then Vassily Ivanovitch took them all into the garden to admire the beauty of the evening.
Fathers and Children By Ivan TurgenevGet Context In CHAPTER XX 6 Anna Sergyevna looked cordially at them, held out her beautiful, white hand to both, and, after a moment's thought, said with a doubtful but delightful smile.
Fathers and Children By Ivan TurgenevGet Context In CHAPTER XV 7 There she had a magnificent, splendidly furnished house and a beautiful garden, with conservatories; her late husband had spared no expense to gratify his fancies.
Fathers and Children By Ivan TurgenevGet Context In CHAPTER XV 8 Katya adored nature, and Arkady loved it, though he did not dare to acknowledge it; Madame Odintsov was, like Bazarov, rather indifferent to the beauties of nature.
Fathers and Children By Ivan TurgenevGet Context In CHAPTER XVII 9 From childhood he was distinguished by remarkable beauty; moreover he was self-confident, somewhat ironical, and had a rather biting humour; he could not fail to please.
Fathers and Children By Ivan TurgenevGet Context In CHAPTER VII 10 It was difficult to conjecture from Anna Sergyevna's face what impression was being made on her; it retained the same expression, gracious and refined; her beautiful eyes were lighted up by attention, but by quiet attention.
Fathers and Children By Ivan TurgenevGet Context In CHAPTER XV 11 A beautiful greyhound with a blue collar on, ran into the drawing-room, tapping on the floor with his paws, and after him entered a girl of eighteen, black-haired and dark-skinned, with a rather round but pleasing face, and small dark eyes.
Fathers and Children By Ivan TurgenevGet Context In CHAPTER XVI 12 He looked about forty-five: his close-cropped, grey hair shone with a dark lustre, like new silver; his face, yellow but free from wrinkles, was exceptionally regular and pure in line, as though carved by a light and delicate chisel, and showed traces of remarkable beauty; specially fine were his clear, black, almond-shaped eyes.
Fathers and Children By Ivan TurgenevGet Context In CHAPTER IV 13 Bazarov had a great love for women and for feminine beauty; but love in the ideal, or, as he expressed it, romantic sense, he called lunacy, unpardonable imbecility; he regarded chivalrous sentiments as something of the nature of deformity or disease, and had more than once expressed his wonder that Toggenburg and all the minnesingers and troubadours had not been put into a lunatic asylum.
Fathers and Children By Ivan TurgenevGet Context In CHAPTER XVII