Of our love one for the other, I think yet, and ponder how that mighty man, the bo'sun, came so quickly to a knowledge of the state of our hearts; for he gave me a very sly hint one day that he had a sound idea of the way in which the wind blew, and yet, though he said it with a half-jest, methought there was something wistful in his voice, as he spoke, and at that I just clapped my hand in his, and he gave it a very huge grip.

Our birch looked wistful for its own element.

But there was something indefinably wistful about her.

" "Impossible!" said Elizabeth, and tears rose in her eyes, making them look softer and more wistful than ever.

She looked round wistful with that strange consciousness which she had already experienced, that some one was there.

He was a very little man, with a pinched and melancholy countenance, and an eye as wistful as a dog's.

She gazes on the hermit hoary, And combs her long hair, tress by tress; The Monk he quakes, but on the glory Looks wistful of her loveliness; Now becks with hand that winsome creature,

When he fails to keep an appointment with a lady on account of the rainfor there were no umbrellas in those dayshe likens himself to Leander, wistful on the Sestian shore.

And Keith's heart grew lonely and wistful within him.

Her voice was strangely wistful during this confession.

The blue eyes looked wistful at the thought.