"I deeply regret that the game should have been spoiled by a member of my team.

At the bottom of your heart, even now, you know you are about to do a foolish thinga thing you will regret bitterly and unavailingly for the rest of time.

Let me assure you, with the candor of an idolized friend, that some of the saddest hours of my life have been spent in teaching you to try to sing a humorous aria from DONIZETTI; and the moments in which I have most sincerely regretted ever having been born were those in which you have played, in my hearing, the Drinking-song from La Traviata.

Of these, the only one that really matters is M. Vantine; his death was most unfortunate, and I am sure that Crochard regrets it exceedingly.

So far from accepting the bishop's view, the Countess urged home upon him her opinion of his duty, enforcing her argument with such apt quotations from the Bible, the Articles, and the Homilies, that at length he left her presence openly regretting the fact that he had ever laid his hands upon Whitefield's head.

You and I and all the other little men may not regret him afterward, since heroes, and particularly mad ones, are not madly loved.

I scarcely regretted having done so, as the flash in the baronet's troubled eyes, and the extreme agitation of his face, showed me plainly that Lady Studley was right when she spoke of his nerves being in a very irritable condition.

And I do not know whether that ought much to be wondered at, as well for several other reasons, as particularly because they who ranked above all nations for prowess in war, most keenly regretted that they had lost so much of that reputation as to submit to commands from the Roman people.

She heartily regretted having shown so much ill-feeling in regard to Mercy; and she had resolved to atone for it in some way, if she could.

Not, those "merrier days," not the "pleasant days of hope," not "those wanderings with a fair-hair'd maid," which I have so often, and so feelingly regretted, but the days, Coleridge, of a mother's fondness for her schoolboy.

They had, accordingly, driven round to an early breakfast; and Chatterton, after politely regretting his loss, and thanking them for their consideration for his wife, made his bow.

'I profoundly regret' he began.

Oriana saw his sadness; and feltas she often had done before on similar occasionsa pang of painful regret, and even of jealousy, towards those much-loved relatives whom her husband still so deeply regretted.

"Alas!" said the youth,and his eyes were wet, "Is old age merely a vain regret, The retrospect of wasted years, Of false ideals and lost careers?

If he died to-morrow, no one would regret his death as genuinely as I would: if he fell into the river and got drowned, or if he fell into a sewer and suffocated, or if he got burned to death in a gas explosion (there are a lot of things that might happen to him), I should feel genuinely sorry to see him cut off.

All of them felt the invisible wall between them, and two, at least, silently regretted that they might not invite him to an unoccupied seat.

Watson sharply regretted his remark.

I say nothing more about the last expression, than that I most sincerely desire you may penitently regret having attributed the present holy excitement against slavery to the influences of Satan.

Business was unusually brisk in the way of engagements; and Tom more than once secretly regretted that circumstances beyond their control caused them to miss a "whole lot of fun.

Wherefore, when we gaze on you, we regret no longer that we may not meet with Pheidias, Apelles, or Vitruvius, whose spirits were the shadow of your spirit."

I sadly regret that I shall possibly not see Southey or Wordsworth, but I dare not invite either of them here, for fear of exciting my sister, whose only chance is quiet.

It is a fact infinitely to be regretted, but the doctor swore!

Eve regretted very little the interruption to scenes in which she had found no pleasure, however much she lamented the cause; and she and Grace passed the remainder of the season quietly, cultivating the friendship of such women as Mrs. Hawker and Mrs. Bloomfield, and devoting hours to the improvement of their minds and tastes, without ever again venturing however, within the hallowed precincts of such rooms as those of Mrs. Legend.

My route lay to B[=a]ber's tomb, but Capt. Westmacott being anxious to reach C[=a]bul could not accompany me, so we parted, mutually regretting that we had so short a time to spend in this delicious region.

It was in Missolonghi, Jan. 22, 1824, that, with the memorandum, "On this day I completed my thirty-sixth year," Byron wrote his latest verses, most pathetically regretting his youth and his unfortunate life, but arousing himself to find in a noble cause a glorious death: "The fire that in my bosom preys Is like to some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled at its blaze, A funeral pile.