Translation for "saint-como" to english

Saint-como

• saint-like

Translation examples

saint-like

and so, perchance, the torture of her daily shame would at length purge her soul, and work out another purity than that which she had lost: more saint-like, because the result of martyrdom.
and so, per-and, discerning the scarlet letter on her breast, would scamper chance, the torture of her daily shame would at length purge off with a strange contagious fear. her soul, and work out another purity than that which she had Lonely as was Hester's situation, and without a friend on lost: more saint-like, because the result of martyrdom.

Now came the dead friends of his youth, and his white-bearded father, with a saint-like frown, and his mother turning her face away as she passed by Ghost of a mother—thinnest fantasy of a mother—methinks she might yet have thrown a pitying glance towards her son!
Now came his inmost soul, and the undissembled expression of it in his the dead friends of his youth, and his white-bearded father, aspect. Had he once found power to smile, and wear a face of with a saint-like frown, and his mother turning her face away gaiety, there would have been no such man!

And now surrounded, like the saint-like personage of olden times, with a radiant halo, that glorified him amid this gloomy night of sin—as if the departed Governor had left him an inheritance of his glory, or as if he had caught upon himself the distant shine of the celestial city, while looking thitherward to see the triumphant pilgrim pass within its gates—now, in short, good Father Wilson was moving homeward, aiding his footsteps with a lighted lantern!
And now surrounded, like the saint-like per-though his mind had made an involuntary effort to relieve it-sonage of olden times, with a radiant halo, that glorified him self by a kind of lurid playfulness. amid this gloomy night of sin—as if the departed Governor Shortly afterwards, the like grisly sense of the humorous had left him an inheritance of his glory, or as if he had caught again stole in among the solemn phantoms of his thought. He upon himself the distant shine of the celestial city, while look-felt his limbs growing stiff with the unaccustomed chilliness ing thitherward to see the triumphant pilgrim pass within its of the night, and doubted whether he should be able to de-gates—now, in short, good Father Wilson was moving home-scend the steps of the scaffold.