The venerable Persian gazed at her for an instant, and then clasped her to his bosom.
Of all this scene, the slumbering river has a dream-picture in its bosom.
But she bore trouble in her own bosom, and could find no peace in this chosen land.
But she stretched out her arms to him, and drew him to her bosom.
Alleyne said nothing, but his heart seemed to turn to a lump of ...