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He approached timidly and knelt at the last bench in the body, thankful for the peace and silence and fragrant shadow of the church.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James Joyce Context
Her face, fragrant in the cold air, was quite close to his; and suddenly he called out to the man at the furnace:.
Polly uttered not a syllable in reply, but swung to and fro with dignified condescension; while a pretty canary, as yellow as gold, that had lately been brought from his sunny fragrant home, began to sing aloud.
Andersen's Fairy Tales By Hans Christian Andersen Context
At last one of the matches burned, and the fragrant cigar smoke, hovering uncertainly in flat, wide coils, stretched away forwards and upwards over a bush under the overhanging branches of a birch tree.
Anna Karenina(V2) By Leo Tolstoy Context
He was standing in the cool granary, still fragrant with the leaves of the hazel branches interlaced on the freshly peeled aspen beams of the new thatch roof.
Anna Karenina(V3) By Leo Tolstoy Context
When Prince Andrew reached the room prepared for him and lay down in a clean shirt on the feather bed with its warmed and fragrant pillows, he felt that the battle of which he had brought tidings was far, far away from him.
War and Peace(V1) By Leo Tolstoy Context
From the alighting board, instead of the former spirituous fragrant smell of honey and venom, and the warm whiffs of crowded life, comes an odor of emptiness and decay mingling with the smell of honey.
War and Peace(V4) By Leo Tolstoy Context
From it the lid had just been removed, and the room was redolent of the fragrant odour of early spring roots and herbs.
Dead Souls By Nikolai Vasilievich Gogol Context
The faces about her flowed by like the streaming images of sleep: she hardly noticed where Selden was leading her, till they passed through a glass doorway at the end of the long suite of rooms and stood suddenly in the fragrant hush of a garden.
House of Mirth By Edith Wharton Context
Sometimes coming out of her fragrant bath all warm and enervated, she would fall to musing on the nothingness of life, the sorrow, the labour, the malice of it.
Fathers and Children By Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev Context
She could look back, unmoved, at the pretty Scarlett with her fragile green morocco slippers and her flounces fragrant with lavender but she wondered if she could be that same girl.
Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche Context