Chapter

 1 5 |         of the public. They were beautiful, nay, distinguished. Several
 2 6 |        to offend God. ~"The more beautiful the flower is, the more
 3 6 |            The tulip is the most beautiful of all flowers. ~"Therefore,
 4 6 |         to the gentle reader the beautiful chain of theories which
 5 7 |         the East, the country of beautiful flowers. But, alas! these
 6 7 |               These are, indeed, beautiful bulbs; how smooth they are,
 7 10|        of Cornelius. ~It was the beautiful young Frisian, who, seeing
 8 10|     first thoughts, she cast her beautiful eyes, wet with tears, on
 9 10|   Cornelius cast his eyes on the beautiful girl, quite astonished to
10 11|     blanched with grief, and her beautiful eyes streaming with tears. ~
11 11|         you?" ~"You can dry your beautiful eyes, my dear child," answered
12 12| executioners. ~He thought of the beautiful tulips which he would see
13 12|  philosopher to himself, "and my beautiful dream will begin to be realised." ~
14 14|      Rosa, beaming with joy, and beautiful in her pretty national costume --
15 14|        costume -- but still more beautiful from the grief which for
16 14|       manage it." ~"Oh, Rosa, my beautiful Rosa, do you love me a little?" ~"
17 21|          to the greatest or most beautiful queens whom the world has
18 21|   Cornelius tenderly to kiss her beautiful golden tresses. ~Poor girl!
19 22|          prison!" ~The tulip was beautiful, splendid, magnificent;
20 22|        have written it with such beautiful simplicity. You will give
21 30|         She raised her moist and beautiful eyes, and looked at William
22 31|  neighbours, was gathered in the beautiful tree-lined streets, determined
23 32|        the sweet scents! oh, the beautiful colours!" cried Cornelius. ~"
24 33|          surrounded by young and beautiful girls, who formed, as it
25 33|        the maidens of Haarlem, a beautiful Frisian girl, dressed in
26 33|     herself the education of two beautiful children which she had borne