There was a little Jewess boarding around here last summer as olive as I imagine Rebekah and Sarah, and another as fair and rosy as a Dane.

where did thee ever see him, Josey?" exclaimed Letty, now rosy with quick blushes.

But there her dreams became nebulousthey were rosy in outline, however, and she was content to rest there.

Sarah's bright face, framed in her white hood, fresh and rosy from the cold breath of the October night, appeared in the doorway.

Soft cheeks became rosy at his approachpartly, perhaps, because soft and dainty toes in satin slippers were trodden upon with maternal emphasis at that moment.

Then, behind him, rosier than her father, dewy like the morning, and angelic generally, behold our little heroineMiss Redbud Summers.

In the English country, as well as in the towns, there is a feelingnot yet panic, but the dull edge of itthat the future will be none too rosy for such as are working, or are in the habit of working.

It was manifestly an English face at first glance, rosy of cheek, with chestnut beard, and light, tousled hair.

The radiant hue of spring caressing Lay rosy on thy upturned face, And loveye gods, how rich the blessing! I dared not hope to win such grace.

The sun had burned away every cloud that had hung rosy about his rising, and the great gray flanks of Washington glared in a pale scorch close up under the sky, whose blue fainted in the flooding presence of the full white light of such unblunted day.

On another occasion, late in the day, a flock passed by, gleaming white with black points in the long afternoon lights, and with them were spoonbills, showing rosy amid their snowy companions.

I, too, ketched Rosy by the arm and run and stumbled along most to the barn before I remembered myself and regained my faculties, so to speak, it wuz so turrible this time the loud, angry, roarin', hissin' noise.

The cheeks, moreover, were not rosy like those of his cousin Jinny, nor rounded in their contoursthe chin was too pointed; yet even as John looked a sudden dimple flashed there, and a smile, swift and mischievous, lit up the whole face.

She stooped suddenly, bringing under Rowcliffe's eyes the nape of her neck, shining with golden down, and her shoulders, sun-warmed and rosy under the thin muslin of her blouse.