Though tall the oak, and firm its stem, Though far abroad its boughs are spread, Though high the poplar lifts its head, I have no song for them. A theme more bright, more bright would be The winsome, winsome elder tree, Beneath whose shade I sit reclin'd; - It holds a witch within its bark, A lovely witch who haunts the dark, And fills with love my mind.英文原著 · 《Romantic Ballads》
'She had a winsome face.'
'Ho! what have young clerks to do wi' winsome faces?' laughed the Benedictine. 'She was good to me,' Malcolm could truly say. 'They had her in St. Abbs yonder,' said the monk. 'Is she there?' asked Malcolm. 'I would pay my duty and thanks to her.'
'Now--there I cannot say,' replied Brother Nicolas. 'My good Mother Abbess and our Prior are not the friends they were in Prior Akefield's time; and there's less coming and going between the houses.英文原著 · 《The Caged Lion》
Be thou not offended because I levelled the Caesar in thee down to the denarii. Thou seest I did but use the name to try these fine fledglings of our old Rome. Come, my Drusus, come!" He took up the box again and rattled the dice merrily. "Here, for what sum thou wilt, let us measure fortunes."
The manner was frank, cordial, winsome. Drusus melted in a moment. "By the Nymphae, yes!" he said, laughing. "I will throw with thee, Messala--for a denarius."
A very boyish person was looking over the table watching the scene. Suddenly Messala turned to him.英文原著 · 《Ben-Hur》
At his cry of rapture the other lads looked up and smiled involuntarily, for the little kinswoman standing there above was a winsome sight with her shy, soft eyes, bright hair, and laughing face. The black frock reminded them of her loss, and filled the boyish hearts with a kindly desire to be good to "our cousin," who had no longer any home but this.英文原著 · 《Eight Cousins》
Phronsie still stood just where Polly left her. Two hundred candles! what could it mean! She gazed up to the old beams overhead, and around the dingy walls, and to the old black stove, with the fire nearly out, and then over everything the kitchen contained, trying to think how it would seem. To have it bright and winsome and warm! to suit Polly--"ohl" she screamed.英文原著 · 《Five Little Peppers And How They Grew》
The father was sitting up at last. What wonder that he looked about him like one bewildered. "Little Hans" had just been almost carrying him. "The baby" was over four feet long and was demurely brushing up the hearth with a bundle of willow wisps. Meitje, the vrouw, winsome and fair as ever, had gained at least fifty pounds in what seemed to him a few hours. She also had some new lines in her face that puzzled him. The only familiar things in the room were the pine table that he had made before he was married, the Bible upon the shelf, and the cupboard in the corner.英文原著 · 《Hans Brinker》