Part, Chapter

 1  I, 1  |      went in for the business,” lost some money in it, then retired
 2  I, 3  |         been through it. When I lost my dear departed, I went
 3  I, 4  |        acquaintances long since lost sight of written to.~From
 4  I, 5  |        of the eye. His own eyes lost themselves in these depths;
 5  I, 6  |   heaven, where also were seen, lost in shadow, and all unconnected,
 6  I, 8  |    dinner was not ready. Madame lost her temper. Nastasie answered
 7  I, 9  |        rest of the world it was lost, with no particular place
 8  I, 9  |        reading his breviary had lost his right foot, and the
 9  I, 9  |    little cough, and completely lost her appetite.~It cost Charles
10 II, 1  |         a number of examples of lost dogs recognizing their masters
11 II, 3  |       things had been spoilt or lost during their carriage from
12 II, 4  |        growing gradually paler, lost itself little by little
13 II, 5  |     inaccessible to him that he lost all hope, even the faintest.
14 II, 5  |     time was past, that all was lost. Then, pride, and joy of
15 II, 6  |     thoughts of the young woman lost themselves in old memories
16 II, 6  |      have liked to be once more lost in the long line of white
17 II, 6  |      absorbed and all existence lost in it.~On the Place she
18 II, 7  |         her sterile virtue, her lost hopes, the domestic tete-a-tete—
19 II, 7  |       on all sides, and she was lost in the terrible cold that
20 II, 8  |   hurried on, but Madame Bovary lost her breath; so he walked
21 II, 8  |       it crushed, the illusions lost there.~“And I too,” said
22 II, 8  |   Monsieur Lieuvain’s voice was lost in the air. It reached you
23 II, 10 |     gate, which Charles thought lost.~To call her, Rodolphe threw
24 II, 10 |        mother—his! Rodolphe had lost his twenty years ago. Emma
25 II, 10 |        as one would have done a lost child, and she sometimes
26 II, 11 |    himself dishonoured, ruined, lost; and his imagination, assailed
27 II, 12 |        her hair loose, her look lost.~“Why, what?” said Rodolphe.~
28 II, 12 |        off Lheureux. At last he lost patience; he was being sued;
29 II, 12 |         her so much, so that he lost his head and said “What
30 II, 12 |      the contrary, she lived as lost in the anticipated delight
31 II, 12 |    blowing. They did not speak, lost as they were in the rush
32 II, 13 |      told her all my fortune is lost? No! Besides, that would
33 II, 13 |         the unfortunate who has lost you. Teach my name to your
34 II, 13 |        open country till it was lost to sight. Down below, underneath
35 II, 13 |    returned to her. How had she lost it? Where could she find
36 III, 1 |         And the opportunity was lost, as she was to leave the
37 III, 1 |    middle of a rendezvous, thus lost in her devotions, like an
38 III, 2 |       do what she would, became lost in external sensations.~
39 III, 2 |       suspect anything?~She was lost in all kinds of apprehensions.
40 III, 5 |         her eyes, but she never lost the clear perception of
41 III, 5 |         They were so completely lost in the possession of each
42 III, 5 |         tender words and kisses lost in the wind.~On the hillside
43 III, 5 |        little lest it should be lost later on.~She often said
44 III, 5 |         the papers, and at last lost her head so completely that
45 III, 5 |        Yonville at all. Charles lost his head with anxiety, and
46 III, 6 |         ran to his office; and, lost in all sorts of conjectures,
47 III, 6 |         imagine him clearly, so lost was he, like a god, beneath
48 III, 7 |        abandoning her. She felt lost, sinking at random into
49 III, 7 |          and, in a word, seemed lost in one of those complete
50 III, 7 |         the cemetery, they were lost in conjectures.~“Nurse Rollet,”
51 III, 7 |       in a single moment, their lost love. So she set out towards
52 III, 8 |        the facade.~She remained lost in stupor, and having no
53 III, 8 |        destroyed, their fortune lost, Berthe’s future ruined.
54 III, 8 |         to Doctor Lariviere. He lost his head, and made more
55 III, 8 | temporary lull in her pain, the lost voluptuousness of her first
56 III, 8 |        and sometimes all seemed lost in the muffled murmur of
57 III, 9 |       better to see her, and he lost himself in a contemplation
58 III, 9 |    white as moonlight. Emma was lost beneath it; and it seemed
59 III, 9 |        he thus recalled all his lost joys, her attitudes, her
60 III, 10|   Tostes once when you had just lost your first deceased? I consoled
61 III, 11|      and his vague jealousy was lost in the immensity of his
62 III, 11|         talked, and Charles was lost in reverie at this face