There are the spiritually
consumptive ones: hardly are they born when they begin to die, and long for doctrines of lassitude and renunciation.
However, they formed themselves into line, all assisting, owing to the importance of the search; the dairyman at the upper end with Mr Clare, who had volunteered to help; then Tess, Marian, Izz Huett, and Retty; then Bill Lewell, Jonathan, and the married dairywomen--Beck Knibbs, with her wooly black hair and rolling eyes; and flaxen Frances,
consumptive from the winter damps of the water-meads--who lived in their respective cottages.
What I see is the Cafe Venus, on the plaza of Santiago, where one hot night I drank and talked with a dying
consumptive.
With all its gifts and opportunities it was a melancholy life-- melancholy with something not altogether explained by the somewhat pessimistic philosophy exposed in the Journal, nor by the
consumptive tendency of Amiel's physical constitution, causing him from a very early date to be much preoccupied with the effort to reconcile himself with the prospect of death, and reinforcing the far from sanguine temperament of one intellectually also a poitrinaire.
The absence of furniture, the extreme meanness of the meal, and the haggard, bright-eyed,
consumptive look of the culprit, unmanned our hero; but he clung to his stick, and was stout and warlike.
Is your romance
consumptive? Is your romance not capable of living?
But the days still passed slowly notwithstanding, and I was heartily glad when the last one came and I was being whirled away from gouty,
consumptive Buxton to London with its stern work and life.
He looked into his sickly,
consumptive face, and he was more and more sorry for him, and he could not force himself to listen to what his brother was telling him about the association.
All this, together with his
consumptive appearance, and the frenzied expression of his blazing eyes, naturally attracted the attention of everyone present.
The wail of the poor,
consumptive, helpless woman seemed to produce a great effect on her audience.
I objected that this would require too lingering a death; it was a good speech for a
consumptive, but not suited to the exigencies of the field of honor.
The family were not
consumptive, and she was more inclined to hope than fear for her cousin, except when she thought of Miss Crawford; but Miss Crawford gave her the idea of being the child of good luck, and to her selfishness and vanity it would be good luck to have Edmund the only son.