how canst thou speak of such a horror? Yet tell me all, yes all, O mother dear! HECUBA 'Tis a rumour ill-boding I tell, my child; they bring me word that sentence is passed upon thy life by the Argives' vote. POLYXENA Alas, for thy cruel sufferings! my persecuted mother! woe for thy life of grief! What grievous outrage some fiend hath sent on thee, hateful, horrible! No more shall I thy daughter share thy bondage, hapless youth on hapless age attending.英文原著 · 《HECUBA》
ADRASTUS O citizens of Argos! do ye not behold my fate? CHORUS They see thee, and me the hapless mother, reft of her children. ADRASTUS Bring near the blood-boltered corpses of those hapless chiefs, foully slain by foes unworthy, with whom lay the decision of the contest. CHORUS Let me embrace and hold my children to my bosom in my enfolding arms. ADRASTUS There, there! thou hast- CHORUS Sorrows heavy enough to bear. ADRASTUS Ah me!英文原著 · 《THE SUPPLIANTS》
To the gentle, hapless virgin, to whom such possessions were as the wardrobe of a queen, the temptation to behold them near was too great. She could not forbear from passing the threshold, and she did with heaving breast. She approached the bed and gazed; she dared to touch the scented gloves that lay by the outspread petticoat of blue and silver; she even laid a trembling finger upon the pointed bodice, which was so slender that it seemed small enough for even a child.英文原著 · 《A Lady of Quality》
Then there had also been a hapless pair of lovers, shamed before their community, who, desperate, impoverished, and bewildered at the war between nature and society, had been helped by her into a new part of the world. There had been a widow with many children, who had found baskets of cooked food and bundles of well-made clothing on her step. And as the days passed, with these pleasant offices, the face of the strange woman glowed with an ever-increasing con- tent, and her dark, delicate beauty grew.英文原著 · 《A Mountain Woman》
If there was a bonnet to be found in a milliner's shop that was condemned to remain in the window, or to be packed off to the colonies, Granville was certain to see it on his wife's head; if a material of bad color or hideous design were to be found, she would select it. These hapless bigots are heart-breaking in their notions of dress. Want of taste is a defect inseparable from false pietism.英文原著 · 《A Second Home》
"Children," said Zoe, gravely, "I advise you not to eat above a dozen. Do not enter on a fatal course, which in one brief year will reduce you to a hapless condition. There--I was let loose among them at sixteen, and ever since they pall. But I do like to see you eat them, and your eyes sparkle."英文原著 · 《A Woman-Hater》