Wistful

He lifted it when he heard that soft friendly voice, and there was a wistful something in his face which made one think that there had been music in it for him and that he would like to hear it again.

Him most of all.” “I wish I could have known him.” Her voice was wistful.

The dog sat at the bedside: now eyeing his master with a wistful look, and now pricking his ears, and uttering a low growl as some noise in the street, or in the lower part of the house, attracted his attention.

“So,” said Wood, at long last, jerking Harry from a wistful fantasy about what he could be eating for breakfast at this very moment up at the castle.

and to outliving the bitch he had married; not his mother-in-law, he had long since given up any wistful notion he might once have had of eating fettucini at the wake of La Monstra, La Monstra was eternal, but for outliving the bitch there was at least some hope; his father had had a saying which, when translated, meant something like "God pisses down the back of your neck every day but only drowns you once," and while 'Cimi wasn't completely sure he thought it meant God was a pretty good guy after all, and so he could hope to outlive the one if not the other), but had only seen Balazar put out of temper by such a fall on a single occasion.

Now, Beth, what do you say?” “I should so like to see it printed soon,” was all Beth said, and smiled in saying it; but there was an unconscious emphasis on the last word, and a wistful look in the eyes that never lost their childlike candor, which chilled Jo’s heart, for a minute, with a foreboding fear, and decided her to make her little venture “soon.” So, with Spartan firmness, the young authoress laid her firstborn on her table, and chopped it up as ruthlessly as any ogre.

Someday ...' Todd looked wistful.

Her expression was sad and wistful, like this reminded her of better times.

I only knew what hunted thought Quickened his step, and why He looked upon the garish day With such a wistful eye; The man had killed the thing he loved, And so he had to die.

The paly light of evening falls upon a face infinitely sad and wistful.

Remembrance Remembering thee, I search out these faint flowers Of rhyme; remembering thee, this crescent night While o’er the buds and o’er the grass-blades, bright And clinging with the dew of odorous showers, With purple sandals sweep the grave-eyed hours— Remembering thee, I muse, while fades in flight The honey-hearted leisure of the light, And hanging o’er the hush of willow bowers, Of ceaseless loneliness and high regret Sings the young wistful spirit of a star Enfolden in the shadows of the East, And silence holding revelry and feast; Just now my soul rose up and touched it, far In space, made equal with a sigh, we met.

Now they said nothing of returning, but a wistful “I suppose everything is going on all right without me” among her dry chronicles of weather and sicknesses hinted to Babbitt that he hadn’t been very urgent about her coming.

“What do you want?” Mr. Croup sighed, in what he obviously imagined was a rather wistful manner.

Obedient to her high command I quit the place, and hasten to the strand, My sad companions on the beach I found, Their wistful eyes in floods of sorrow drown'd.

A dreamy desperation, wistful-wild, Showed in his glance and gait: yet like a child, An Asian emperor’s only child, was he With his grave looks and bright solemnity.

They were all gone, and he walked right out and moved in wistful dejection through the dark, emptying streets.