Her feet and hands were very lovely, the toes and fingers long and narrow, rosy-brown.
"Lore of Proserpine" by Maurice Hewlett
She wore no rings, and her fingers had the rosy pinkness of health.
"A Maker of History" by E. Phillips Oppenheim
It was a small hand, but the fingers were long, tapering and very white, each terminating in a rosy nail.
"Before the Dawn" by Joseph Alexander Altsheler
He took her hand, a beautifully slender, nervous hand, warm and soft, with rosy, tapering fingers.
"The Wit and Humor of America, Volume X (of X)" by Various
The squalling of an infant ushered in the rosy-fingered dawn.
"The Great White Tribe in Filipinia" by Paul T. Gilbert
He cut out the skin of the arm where her rosy fingers had rested.
"Hugh, Bishop of Lincoln" by Charles L. Marson
Come, rosy fingers, gather the treasure!
"Little Folks (December 1884)" by Various
Everything awoke when they felt the touch of her rosy fingers, and smiled as they saw her happy face.
"Nature Myths and Stories for Little Children" by Flora J. Cooke
Rosy clear The light oozed through her fingers o'er her face.
"Vashti" by Augusta J. Evans Wilson
He talks with his fingers, Rosie.
"The Rosie World" by Parker Fillmore
How I longed to catch it to my lips, to kiss the pretty rosy-tipped fingers!
"Eleven Possible Cases" by Frank R. Stockton
Her small, white hands, with their rosy palms and tapering fingers, bore no traces of hard work.
"Oldfield" by Nancy Huston Banks
Basia hid her rosy face in her hands, and soon hot tears began to flow through her fingers.
"Pan Michael" by Henryk Sienkiewicz
Minnie looked incredulous, and turned over her brother's worn jacket with the tips of her rosy fingers rather disdainfully.
"Left to Ourselves" by Catharine Shaw
Her white, aristocratic hands, with their slender fingers and rosy nails, loosed with strange haste the buttons of her dress.
"The Marquis of Peñalta (Marta y María)" by Armando Palacio Valdés
And the same rosie-finger'd hand of thine, 45 That shuts Night's dying eyes, shall open mine.
"The Complete Works of Richard Crashaw, Volume I (of 2)" by Richard Crashaw
When she blushes, it is just as if the dawn were touching her with rosy finger-tips.
"The Slaves of the Padishah" by Mór Jókai
Who ever sought to kiss the silver feet of Thetis or the rosy fingers of Aurora?
"One of Cleopatra's Nights and Other Fantastic Romances" by Thophile Gautier
They were like sunbeams playing upon ice, those warm, rosy fingers.
"Fashion and Famine" by Ann S. Stephens
That's a new way, surely; rosy-fingered Aurora doesn't treat the fair-haired Phoebus so.
"The Bashful Lover (Novels of Paul de Kock Volume XIX)" by Charles Paul de Kock
So may the rosy-fingered hours
Lead on the various year,
And every joy, which now is yours,
Extend a larger sphere.
"Addressed To Miss Macartney, Afterwards Mrs. Greville, On Reading The Prayer For Indifference" by William Cowper
I marked an old man yesterday,
His body many-fingered grief
Distorted as a frozen leaf;
He fell, and cursed the rosy way.
"Lean Over Me" by Digby Mackworth Dolben
ERE yet the dawn
Pushed rosy fingers up the arch of day
And smiled its promise to the voiceless prime,
Love sat and patterns wove at life's great loom.
"From 'The Hills Of Life'" by Albert Durrant Watson
When rosy-finger'd Morn had ting'd the Clouds,
Around their Monarch-Mouse the Nation crouds,
Slow rose the Monarch, heav'd his anxious Breast,
And thus, the Council fill'd with Rage, addrest.
"Homer's Battle Of The Frogs And Mice. Book II" by Thomas Parnell
At last comes another August with mist and rain and shine;
Its mornings are slowly counted and creep to twenty-nine,
And when on the western summits the fading light appears,
It touches with rosy fingers the last of my fifty years.
"At A Meeting Of Friends" by Oliver Wendell Holmes
They well-known rosy colours of his face
Were almost lost in grey.
We saw that, dying and in hopeless case,
For others' sake that day
He'd smothered all rebellious groans: in death
His fingers were tight clenched between his teeth.
"The Dead Fox Hunter" by Robert Graves