Saturnine

A long straight nose that lent his thin face a saturnine appearance.

“We’re all Dornish.” “All of you, then.” Sour and saturnine, with a maimed hand, Hungerford had been company paymaster for a time, until the Tattered Prince had caught him stealing from the coffers and removed three of his fingers.

The Artful, meantime, who was of a rather saturnine disposition, and seldom gave way to merriment when it interfered with business, rifled Oliver’s pockets with steady assiduity.

I love the shade and the shadow, and would be alone with my thoughts when I may.” Somehow his words and his look did not seem to accord, or else it was that his cast of face made his smile look malignant and saturnine.

The lord who bore them was an older man, sour-mouthed and saturnine, with a close-cropped salt-and-pepper beard.

The Cap With saturnine spleen.

Under Saturn Do not because this day I have grown saturnine Imagine that lost love, inseparable from my thought Because I have no other youth, can make me pine; For how should I forget the wisdom that you brought, The comfort that you made?

“Heart of my enemy, you shall not be my heart.” And she called up a memory of Farad’n’s features, the saturnine young face with its heavy brows and firm mouth.

“We’re all Dornish.” “All of you, then.” Sour and saturnine, with a maimed hand, Hungerford had been company paymaster for a time, until the Tattered Prince had caught him stealing from the coffers and removed three of his fingers.

I reckon you’re the most up-to-date devil of the present company.” Father Brown seemed rather to like the saturnine candour of the soldier.

“He does promise one,” replied Samson; “but he says he has not found it, nor does he know who has got it; and we cannot say whether it will appear or not; and so, on that head, as some say that no second part has ever been good, and others that enough has been already written about Don Quixote, it is thought there will be no second part; though some, who are jovial rather than saturnine, say, ‘Let us have more Quixotades, let Don Quixote charge and Sancho chatter, and no matter what it may turn out, we shall be satisfied with that.’ ” “And what does the author mean to do?” said Don Quixote.

He had a dark complexion and a small, wise, saturnine face with mournful pouches under both eyes.