Her natural quietude of mien and movement the same, indeed, but with more languor in it.
"Kenelm Chillingly, Complete" by Edward Bulwer-Lytton
A certain languor became visible in his face, and once or twice, he mechanically put his hand to his heart.
"My Novel, Complete" by Edward Bulwer-Lytton
Anything better than that deadly languor.
"A Terrible Temptation" by Charles Reade
Languorously she lay against his breast, and her red lips parted in a smile that maddened him.
"The Historical Nights Entertainment, Second Series" by Rafael Sabatini
An overpowering languor and want of energy possessed me.
"The Mystery of Cloomber" by Arthur Conan Doyle
She didn't deign to rise as I approached, but she did nod languorously at me.
"Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom" by Cory Doctorow
A sort of blessed languor had fallen upon him after all his afflictions.
"Henrik Ibsen" by Edmund Gosse
Then a drowsy quiet overcame me; a pleasant languor which I did not attempt to resist.
"Hunger" by Knut Hamsun
Somebody played the languorous waltzes of the Tzigane orchestras on the piano.
"Cæsar or Nothing" by Pío Baroja Baroja
A happy feeling of languor benumbed her, retained her all in a heap at the edge of the table, with the sole desire of not being bothered.
"L'Assommoir" by Emile Zola
What do I care, in the dreams and the languor of spring,
That my songs do not show me at all?
For they are a fragrance, and I am a flint and a fire,
I am an answer, they are only a call.
"What Do I Care?" by Sara Teasdale
Nor peace that grows by Lethe, scentless flower,
There in white languors to decline and cease;
But peace whose names are also rapture, power,
Clear sight, and love: for these are parts of peace.
"Wordsworth's Grave" by William Watson
And oh the April, April of straight soft hair,
Falling smooth as the mountain water and brown;
The April of little leaves unblinded,
Of rosy nipples and innocence
And the blue languor of weary eyelids.
"Winter Dream" by Aldous Huxley
I am the prisoner of thy two eyes!
Roses nor lilies breathe a sweeter breath
Than thou, when Dawn's great minarets arise.
Thy breath is like a breeze from Paradise,
Yet languorous with the mystery of Death!
"A Baghdad Lover" by Charles Hanson Towne
What silence dwells between
Those severed lips serene!
The rapture of sweet waiting breathes and grows.
What trance-like peace is shed
On her reclining head,
And e'en on listless feet what languor of repose!
"The Snowdrop Monument (in Lichfield Cathedral)" by Jean Ingelow
Knowing the weariness of dreams, and days, and nights,
The great and grievous vanity of joy and pain;
Frail loves that pass, where languors infinite remain,
Fervors and long despairs and desperate, brief delights;
"Alexandrines" by Clark Ashton Smith
Since Lytton, old Rome never seems not to have been decadent , and Pompeii, with its luscious, erotic art, luxurious homes, and Mediterranean languor seems to have embodied this lascivious, non-stop decline.
The desperate center of Jessie Ware's debut album, "Devotion," is "Taking In Water," a languorous and arresting tragedy about punishing oneself so that someone less worthy might live.
Culture- ART FEATURE- Sugar water: Regan's languorous landscapes.
For Italian Dinners at a Languorous Pace.
Frankly that sounds more mall -like than the quiet languor found in your average waning suburban mall .