Helene Sentence Examples

Helene there are very few reflections of this kind and the emperor appears in a guise far more life-like.

Santini's Appeal to the British Nation (London, 1817) and the Manuscrit venu de Ste Helene d'une maniere inconnue (London, 1817) are forgeries.

He had married in 1610, Helene Boulle, then but twelve years old.

Among the translations made by "Carmen Sylva" are German versions of Pierre Loti's romance Pecheur d'Islande, and of Paul de St Victor's dramatic criticisms Les DeuxMasques (Paris,1881-1884); and in particular The Bard of the Dimbovitza, a fine English version by "Carmen Sylva" and Alma Strettell of Helene Vacarescu's collection of Rumanian folk-songs, &c., entitled Lieder aus dem Dimbovitzathal (Bonn, 1889).

An interesting form of speech automatism is known as Glossolalia; in the typical case of Helene Smith, Th.

His wife, Helene Nyblom, was well known as a novelist.

Off this are the market square, containing the grandducal palace, built in 1742, where the duchess Helene of Orleans long resided, the town-hall, and the late Gothic St Georgenkirche; and the square on which stands the Nikolaikirche, a fine Romanesque building, built about 1150 and restored in 1887.

Beyond Sunium, on the eastern coast, were two safe ports, that of Thoricus, which is defended by the island of Helene, forming a natural breakwater in front of it, and that of Prasiae, now called Porto Raphti ("the Tailor"), from a statue at the entrance to which the natives have given that name.

The Helene had resourcefully popped out and bought some foul smelling, heavily chlorinated gloop which claimed to unblock even the most troublesome sinks.

Prince Vasili's daughter, the beautiful Helene, came to take her father to the ambassador's entertainment; she wore a ball dress and her badge as maid of honor.

Helene was so lovely that not only did she not show any trace of coquetry, but on the contrary she even appeared shy of her unquestionable and all too victorious beauty.

The little princess had also left the tea table and followed Helene.

His whole time was taken up with dinners and balls and was spent chiefly at Prince Vasili's house in the company of the stout princess, his wife, and his beautiful daughter Helene.

When he read that sentence, Pierre felt for the first time that some link which other people recognized had grown up between himself and Helene, and that thought both alarmed him, as if some obligation were being imposed on him which he could not fulfill, and pleased him as an entertaining supposition.

My dear Helene, be charitable to my poor aunt who adores you.

Pierre, in reply, sincerely agreed with her as to Helene's perfection of manner.

If he ever thought of Helene, it was just of her beauty and her remarkable skill in appearing silently dignified in society.

The old aunt received the two young people in her corner, but seemed desirous of hiding her adoration for Helene and inclined rather to show her fear of Anna Pavlovna.

Helene smiled, with a look implying that she did not admit the possibility of anyone seeing her without being enchanted.

The aunt coughed, swallowed, and said in French that she was very pleased to see Helene, then she turned to Pierre with the same words of welcome and the same look.

In the middle of a dull and halting conversation, Helene turned to Pierre with the beautiful bright smile that she gave to everyone.

Princess Helene asked to see the portrait of the aunt's husband on the box lid.

He half rose, meaning to go round, but the aunt handed him the snuffbox, passing it across Helene's back.

Helene stooped forward to make room, and looked round with a smile.

Helene seemed to say.

And at that moment Pierre felt that Helene not only could, but must, be his wife, and that it could not be otherwise.

Pierre did not look at Helene nor she at him.

On Helene's name day, a small party of just their own people--as his wife said--met for supper at Prince Vasili's.

At the other end sat the younger and less important guests, and there too sat the members of the family, and Pierre and Helene, side by side.

To each of them he made some careless and agreeable remark except to Pierre and Helene, whose presence he seemed not to notice.

But much as all the rest laughed, talked, and joked, much as they enjoyed their Rhine wine, saute, and ices, and however they avoided looking at the young couple, and heedless and unobservant as they seemed of them, one could feel by the occasional glances they gave that the story about Sergey Kuzmich, the laughter, and the food were all a pretense, and that the whole attention of that company was directed to-- Pierre and Helene.

Prince Vasili smiled, and Pierre noticed that everyone was smiling at him and Helene.

The guests began to disperse, some without taking leave of Helene.

That Princess Helene will be beautiful still when she's fifty.

While the guests were taking their leave Pierre remained for a long time alone with Helene in the little drawing room where they were sitting.

He felt ashamed; he felt that he was occupying someone else's place here beside Helene.

Helene answered with a smile that she too had missed it.

Pierre recalled how Helene had smilingly expressed disapproval of Dolokhov's living at their house, and how cynically Dolokhov had praised his wife's beauty to him and from that time till they came to Moscow had not left them for a day.

Helene laughed, "that Dolokhov was my lover," she said in French with her coarse plainness of speech, uttering the word amant as casually as any other word, "and you believed it!

Helene raised her voice and became more and more excited, "A man who's a better man than you in every way..."

Very well, but only if you give me a fortune, said Helene.

Helene's face became terrible, she shrieked and sprang aside.

God knows what he would have done at that moment had Helene not fled from the room.

Why have you quarreled with Helene, mon cher?

I know all about it, and I can tell you positively that Helene is as innocent before you as Christ was before the Jews.

And when after Pierre's departure Helene returned to Petersburg, she was received by all her acquaintances not only cordially, but even with a shade of deference due to her misfortune.

He took the seat indicated to him beside the fair Helene and listened to the general conversation.

The greatest attention of all to Boris' narrative was shown by Helene.

When everybody rose to go, Helene who had spoken very little all the evening again turned to Boris, asking him in a tone of caressing significant command to come to her on Tuesday.

It seemed as if from some words Boris had spoken that evening about the Prussian army, Helene had suddenly found it necessary to see him.

My mother-in-law came to me in tears and said that Helene was here and that she implored me to hear her; that she was innocent and unhappy at my desertion, and much more.

In this group Helene, as soon as she had settled in Petersburg with her husband, took a very prominent place.

Young men read books before attending Helene's evenings, to have something to say in her salon, and secretaries of the embassy, and even ambassadors, confided diplomatic secrets to her, so that in a way Helene was a power.

Among the many young men who frequented her house every day, Boris Drubetskoy, who had already achieved great success in the service, was the most intimate friend of the Bezukhov household since Helene's return from Erfurt.

Helene spoke of him as "mon page" and treated him like a child.

Only Countess Helene, considering the society of such people as the Bergs beneath her, could be cruel enough to refuse such an invitation.

That day Countess Helene had a reception at her house.

He ceased keeping a diary, avoided the company of the Brothers, began going to the club again, drank a great deal, and came once more in touch with the bachelor sets, leading such a life that the Countess Helene thought it necessary to speak severely to him about it.

The scantily clad Helene smiled at everyone in the same way, and Natasha gave Boris a similar smile.

During the entr'acte a whiff of cold air came into Helene's box, the door opened, and Anatole entered, stooping and trying not to brush against anyone.

Helene for her part was sincerely delighted with Natasha and wished to give her a good time.

And again, under Helene's influence, what had seemed terrible now seemed simple and natural.

And why not enjoy myself? thought Natasha, gazing at Helene with wide-open, wondering eyes.

Helene welcomed Natasha delightedly and was loud in admiration of her beauty and her dress.

The count wished to go home, but Helene entreated him not to spoil her improvised ball, and the Rostovs stayed on.

Later on she recalled how she had asked her father to let her go to the dressing room to rearrange her dress, that Helene had followed her and spoken laughingly of her brother's love, and that she again met Anatole in the little sitting room.

Burning lips were pressed to hers, and at the same instant she felt herself released, and Helene's footsteps and the rustle of her dress were heard in the room.

Helene returned with Natasha to the drawing room.

He was meeting Helene in Vilna after not having seen her for a long time and did not recall the past, but as Helene was enjoying the favors of a very important personage and Boris had only recently married, they met as good friends of long standing.

Helene, not having a suitable partner, herself offered to dance the mazurka with Boris.

Boris, coolly looking at Helene's dazzling bare shoulders which emerged from a dark, gold-embroidered, gauze gown, talked to her of old acquaintances and at the same time, unaware of it himself and unnoticed by others, never for an instant ceased to observe the Emperor who was in the same room.

In the figure in which he had to choose two ladies, he whispered to Helene that he meant to choose Countess Potocka who, he thought, had gone out onto the veranda, and glided over the parquet to the door opening into the garden, where, seeing Balashev and the Emperor returning to the veranda, he stood still.

In the French circle of Helene and Rumyantsev the reports of the cruelty of the enemy and of the war were contradicted and all Napoleon's attempts at conciliation were discussed.

In Helene's circle the war in general was regarded as a series of formal demonstrations which would very soon end in peace, and the view prevailed expressed by Bilibin--who now in Petersburg was quite at home in Helene's house, which every clever man was obliged to visit--that not by gunpowder but by those who invented it would matters be settled.

Helene, having returned with the court from Vilna to Petersburg, found herself in a difficult position.

Helene was faced by a new problem--how to preserve her intimacy with both without offending either.

The prince was about to say something, but Helene interrupted him.

Helene was touched, and more than once tears rose to her eyes and to those of Monsieur de Jobert and their voices trembled.

And as it always happens in contests of cunning that a stupid person gets the better of cleverer ones, Helene--having realized that the main object of all these words and all this trouble was, after converting her to Catholicism, to obtain money from her for Jesuit institutions (as to which she received indications)-before parting with her money insisted that the various operations necessary to free her from her husband should be performed.

Among those who ventured to doubt the justifiability of the proposed marriage was Helene's mother, Princess Kuragina.

Having listened to her mother's objections, Helene smiled blandly and ironically.

Just then the lady companion who lived with Helene came in to announce that His Highness was in the ballroom and wished to see her.

And so I pray God to have you, my friend, in His holy and powerful keeping--Your friend Helene.

When he was informed that among others awaiting him in his reception room there was a Frenchman who had brought a letter from his wife, the Countess Helene, he felt suddenly overcome by that sense of confusion and hopelessness to which he was apt to succumb.

That same day he had learned that Prince Andrew, after surviving the battle of Borodino for more than a month had recently died in the Rostovs' house at Yaroslavl, and Denisov who told him this news also mentioned Helene's death, supposing that Pierre had heard of it long before.

There was nothing in Pierre's soul now at all like what had troubled it during his courtship of Helene.

His mother is actress Helene Stanton, and his father was, at the time, a doctor.

Anna Helene Paquin was born in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada on July 24, 1982.

Heidi gave birth to her first child, Helene (Leni) Klum on May 4, 2004.

Handsome Aaron Buerge picked bachelorette Helene Eksterowicz and won America's heart by paying for her diamond engagement ring himself.

His final two remaining bachelorettes were Helene Eksterowicz and Brooke Smith.

Aaron chose Helene, and proposed to her during the finale.