1 When Ulysses saw him so worn, so old and full of sorrow, he stood still under a tall pear tree and began to weep.
2 There is not a single plant, not a fig tree, vine, olive, pear, nor flower bed, but bears the trace of your attention.
3 She had come into the stable yard where the dogs were chained; where the buckets stood; where the great pear tree spread its ladder of branches against the wall.
4 She looked soft and warm herself, as a ripe pear, and she was an amazon of the real old breed.
5 This young fellow's healthy cheek is like a sun-toasted pear in hue, and would seem to smell almost as musky; he cannot have been three days landed from his Indian voyage.
6 I quote literally: "One hides one's pear or one's apple as best one may."
Les Misérables 2 By Victor HugoContext Highlight In BOOK 6: CHAPTER V—DISTRACTIONS 7 He had recognized intelligence in the high forehead, courage in the dark eye and bent brow, and frankness in the thick lips that showed a set of pearly teeth.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContext Highlight In Chapter 7. The Examination. 8 Her white and slender fingers, her pearly neck, her cheeks tinted with varying hues reminded one of the lovely Englishwomen who have been so poetically compared in their manner to the gracefulness of a swan.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContext Highlight In Chapter 52. Toxicology. 9 Her mouth, which might have been found fault with as too large, displayed teeth of pearly whiteness, rendered still more conspicuous by the brilliant carmine of her lips, contrasting vividly with her naturally pale complexion.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContext Highlight In Chapter 53. Robert le Diable. 10 "Not bad," he said, stripping the oysters from the pearly shell with a silver fork, and swallowing them one after another.
11 They were of a pearly grey colour, small, round, and almost transparent against the light.
A Study In Scarlet By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In PART I: CHAPTER VII. LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS 12 He loved the red gold of the sunstone, and the moonstone's pearly whiteness, and the broken rainbow of the milky opal.
13 "Yer don't seem to feel much pleased with it, 'pears to me," said the trader.'
14 I would go; 'pears like I never should get rested again.'
15 He promised to bring me a pocketful of apples and pears, and then he kissed his children, said good-bye, and set off.