1 And she was fresh and young like a flower.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 14 2 The poor flowers hung over, limp on their stalks.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 8 3 Even she caught the faint, tarry scent of the flowers.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 8 4 It was cold on this hillside, and not a flower in the darkness of larches.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 8 5 She hated breaking the flowers, but she wanted just one or two to go with her.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 8 6 It killed, he said to himself, the real flower of the intimacy between him and her.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 7 7 The sun was setting rosy as she entered the wood, but she pressed on among the flowers.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 10 8 And she pushed a campion flower in his moustache, where it stuck, dangling under his nose.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 15 9 There had been no welcome home for the young squire, no festivities, no deputation, not even a single flower.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 2 10 Perhaps in Venice you'll find a man who'll put jasmine in your maiden-hair, and a pomegranate flower in your navel.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 15 11 And his hands stroked her softly, as if she were a flower, without the quiver of desire, but with delicate nearness.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 12 12 The wood was silent, still and secret in the evening drizzle of rain, full of the mystery of eggs and half-open buds, half unsheathed flowers.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 10 13 He walked just before her in the narrow path, swinging the hurricane lamp low, revealing the wet grass, the black shiny tree-roots like snakes, wan flowers.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 10 14 And she did feel the peculiar, withering coldness under it all; like the soil of Labrador, which his gay little flowers on its surface, and a foot down is frozen.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 7 15 The fine flower of their intimacy was to her rather like an orchid, a bulb stuck parasitic on her tree of life, and producing, to her eyes, a rather shabby flower.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 7 16 And they were there, the short-stemmed flowers, rustling and fluttering and shivering, so bright and alive, but with nowhere to hide their faces, as they turned them away from the wind.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 8 17 He fastened fluffy young oak-sprays round her breasts, sticking in tufts of bluebells and campion: and in her navel he poised a pink campion flower, and in her maiden-hair were forget-me-nots and woodruff.
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