"Hele" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... undrende Aand With wondering sprite Udaf sorten Muld From the dingy mould, Med snehvide Haand, With hand snow-white, Det rode Guld. The ruddy gold. En sagte Torden A gentle thunder Dundrer; Pealeth; Hele Norden The ...
— The Gold Horns • Adam Gottlob Oehlenschlager
... mai la e ke kai ka hala o Puna. E halaoa ana me he kanaka la, Lulumi iho la i kai o Hilo-e. Hanuu ke kai i luna o Mokuola. Ua ola ae nei loko i ko aloha-e. He kokua ka inaina no ke kanaka. Hele kuewa au i ke alanui e! Pela, peia, pehea au e ke aloha? Auwe kuu wahine—a! Kuu hoa o ka ulu hapapa o Kalapana. O ka la hiki anuanu ma Kumukahi. Akahi ka mea aloha o ka wahine. Ke hele neiia wela kau manawa, A huihui kuu piko ...
— The Hawaiian Romance Of Laieikawai • Anonymous
... Hele. How happy some, ore othersome can be? Through Athens I am thought as faire as she. But what of that? Demetrius thinkes not so: He will not know, what all, but he doth know, And as hee erres, doting on Hermias eyes; So I, admiring of his qualities: ...
— The First Folio [35 Plays] • William Shakespeare
... chaps did try in play To bury maidens up in hay, As gigglen maidens tried to roll The chaps down into zome deep hole, Or sting wi' nettles woone o'm's poll; While John did hele out each his drap O' eaele or cider, in his lap Where he did ...
— Poems of Rural Life in the Dorset Dialect • William Barnes
... noble a life, artistic and personal, comes the career of Georges de la Hele, who, being a priest, gave up his lucrative benefice to wed the woman ...
— The Love Affairs of Great Musicians, Volume 2 • Rupert Hughes
... with a kind humour beaming in his eyes "Smirke is unwell," he said with a laugh. For a long while Hele had not seen the boy looking so cheerful. He put his arm round her waist, and walked her up and down the walk in front of the house. Laura began to drub on the drawing-room window and nod and laugh from it. "Come along, you two people," ...
— The History of Pendennis • William Makepeace Thackeray
... the day ther passed nought an houre That to him-self a thousand tyme he seyde, 'Good goodly, to whom serve I and laboure, As I best can, now wolde god, Criseyde, Ye wolden on me rewe er that I deyde! 460 My dere herte, allas! myn hele and hewe And lyf is lost, but ye wole ...
— Troilus and Criseyde • Geoffrey Chaucer
... & pull his Tail in his hind Hele caw a Nail rug his Lugs frae ane anither stand up, & ca' ...
— Warlock o' Glenwarlock • George MacDonald |
