milk-faced

A pregnant woman in the front row, her milk-faced husband leaning into her, one arm around her shoulders, the other hand stroking the rotund mass of her belly, whispering.

The Priest Gerard O’Donovan 2011

I know you care not what becomes of me; yet let not this milk-faced, and tyger-hearted fop, for that is his cha — racter, obtain favour from

Sir Charles Grandison 2006

I had just driven the wedge safely in, and everything was going as I wished; but the wretched wood was too smooth and suddenly sprang asunder, and the tree closed so quickly that I could not pull out my beautiful white beard; so now it is tight in and I cannot get away, and the silly, sleek, milk-faced things laugh!

Household Tales 2003

He wants a milk-faced vixen who runs about half-naked, does he?

The Shadow Rising Jordan, Robert, 1948- 1992

Amico, that milk-faced chit, if they have not changed since we were thrown in here.

The Dragon Reborn Jordan, Robert, 1948- 1991

"I tell you, it was all a lie, and Pierre le Rouge has never loved anything but you, you milk-faced, yellow-livered --"

Riders of the Silences John Frederick

I had just driven the wedge safely in, and everything was going as I wished; but the wretched wood was too smooth and suddenly sprang asunder, and the tree closed so quickly that I could not pull out my beautiful white beard; so now it is tight in and I cannot get away, and the silly, sleek, milk-faced things laugh!

Snow-White and Rose-Red 1909

I had just driven the wedge safely in, and everything was going as I wished; but the wretched wood was too smooth and suddenly sprang asunder, and the tree closed so quickly that I could not pull out my beautiful white beard; so now it is tight in and I cannot get away, and you silly, sleek, milk-faced things laugh!

Children's Literature A Textbook of Sources for Teachers and Teacher-Training Classes Charles Madison Curry 1906

It was because he wasn't going to have that little milk-faced lass learning _him_ to sing.

The Three Sisters May Sinclair 1904

It drove me wild to think of that milk-faced chit of a girl, with a fool of

The Silver Butterfly Wilson Woodrow 1902