5 Metaphors for sophy

To begin with, a woman as irrevocably, irredeemably ugly as Sophy was an anachronism in Paris.

Old Sophy was his parishioner, but the Venners had a pew in the Reverend Mr. Fairweather's meeting-house.

And painful, indeed, would it be to relate the events of one sad day which culminated in her declaiming at night, with far more than perfunctory warmth, and in a voice scarce dry of tears: "Miss Lucy Wright, though not so tall, Was just the age of Sophy Ball; But I have always understood Miss Sophy was not half so good; For as they both had faded teeth, Their teacher sent for Doctor Heath.

Sophy was a good deal hated also, being a forward, flirting, tricky girl of seventeen, who had just left the school at which Uncle John had paid for her education.

Old Sophy was a member of the Reverend Doctor Honeywood's church.

5 Metaphors for  sophy