They flanked opposite ends of the house and were probably architectural absurdities, redeemed in a measure indeed by not being wholly disengaged nor of a height too pretentious, dating, in their gingerbread antiquity, from a romantic
revival that was already a respectable past.
On the whole, the appearance of the place was luxurious and romantic
A great deal of romantic
nonsense has been written about the Swiss chamois and the perils of hunting it, whereas the truth is that even women and children hunt it, and fearlessly; indeed, everybody hunts it; the hunting is going on all the time, day and night, in bed and out of it.
The Widow Cooper--affectionately called "Aunt Patsy" by everybody-- lived in a snug and comely cottage with her daughter Rowena, who was nineteen, romantic
, amiable, and very pretty, but otherwise of no consequence.
That is the idea; you want to go and be a wanderer; you want to go wandering far away to strange countries where everything is mysterious and wonderful and romantic
They were spinsters; but Aurelia, the youngest, had made what she called a romantic
marriage and what her sisters termed a mighty poor speculation.
She understood their ways, could allow for their ignorance and their temptations, had no romantic
expectations of extraordinary virtue from those for whom education had done so little; entered into their troubles with ready sympathy, and always gave her assistance with as much intelligence as goodwill.
Dashwood's situation, with only common feelings, must have been highly unpleasing;-- but in HER mind there was a sense of honor so keen, a generosity so romantic
, that any offence of the kind, by whomsoever given or received, was to her a source of immoveable disgust.
You see that green lane there," he broke off, pointing to a romantic
path winding along the heath side; "it was along there he used to go of a night to meet her after every one was in bed; and when it all came out there was a regular cartload of bottles found there.
She replied with cool scorn, "Very romantic
His life was one long series of romantic
But all at once, a propos of nothing, there would come a phase of scepticism and indifference (everything happened in phases to me), and I would laugh myself at my intolerance and fastidiousness, I would reproach myself with being romantic