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Usage examples of loving.

Beauty is abidingly self-enfolded but its lovers, the Many, loving it as an entire, possess it as an entire when they attain, for it was an entire that they loved.

With this fellowship they came safely and with little pain unto Chestnut Vale, where they abode but one night, though to Ralph and Ursula the place was sweet for the memory of their loving sojourn there.

Corenice, ever ageless, ever young, ever loving, are we to part once more?

From birth, Amaryllis had been surrounded by a host of loving relatives.

Amity Little for ransom from her loving father, and then accidentally discovered that Amity Little and Amos Klein were the same?

If a feeling of modesty does not deter you from shewing yourself tender, loving, and full of amorous ardour with me in his presence, how could I be ashamed, when, on the contrary, I ought to feel proud of myself?

With these words I drew her towards me, and finding her as gentle as a lamb and as loving as a dove, the amorous sacrifice was offered with abundant libations on both sides.

I have been dutifull, and you so loving and kinde as to save me from the jaws of death, help me now to protect my honour, convey me hence, let me not live here to please his appetite, but cast me to some unknown place, where like an Anchoret I may live from all the World, and never more to see the face of Man, for in that name all horrour strikes my Senses, and makes my Soul like to some furious thing, so affrighted it hath been.

Maeve had always told her how Niall, her da, was strong and protective and loving, and she could imagine that this Mac Ard might be the same way.

But usually those of us who die die in the ashram, with all of the cluster around them, and it is a time for great loving and celebration.

Toward midnight when Miss Azimuth was finished, the Cult of Loving Kindness broke its camp.

The trout-line he had set out baited with cheese would probably catch a few cheese loving catfish.

I not only abandoned an easy victory, but I even begged her pardon, which I soon read in the most loving look.

The loving father begged me to excuse him, with tears in his eyes, telling me to place myself in his position.

At this hour while yet the heart burns with the anguish of sorrow, and the gloom of bereavement still hangs low, my thoughts turn in loving remembrance to my sincere beloved sisters and brothers in the Cause.