Yes, I am a prince, and my name is Dolor; will you tell me yours, madam?

What they found when they came to Virginia was dolor enough.

It frightens me so,' pleaded Margarita, for she saw the dolor coming.

And Prince Dolor blushed when he had said it, and hoped nobody had heard him.

The finest of these is Dolor Hugo: ogof, the old Cornish word for "cave."

And so my dolor findes some ease, through flames of fansies fires.

The King desired that the Prince should keep the name given him by the little old woman in grey and so he was known as Dolor.

Prince Dolor had every luxury that even a Prince could need, and the one thing wanting—love, never having known, he did not miss.

Prince Dolor examined it curiously; spread it out on the floor, then arranged it on his shoulders.

Prince Dolor had never felt such delicious sensation before.