I still loathed my bed in the school dormitory more than words can express: I clung to whatever could distract thought. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特.维莱特.
And she loathed it, the sordid, too-familiar place! 戴维·赫伯特·劳伦斯.恋爱中的女人.
She loathed its atmosphere of petty vice and petty jealousy and petty art. 戴维·赫伯特·劳伦斯.恋爱中的女人.
She loathed the man with whiskers round his face. 戴维·赫伯特·劳伦斯.恋爱中的女人.
Martin, having known the taste of excitement, wanted a second draught; having felt the dignity of power, he loathed to relinquish it. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特.雪莉.
Sincerely as I loathed the man, the prodigious strength of his character, even in its most trivial aspects, impressed me in spite of myself. 威尔基·柯林斯.白衣女人.
I wished to do right, yet loathed to grieve or injure him. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特.维莱特.
There was Gudrun, watching with steady, large, hostile eyes; the game fascinated her, and she loathed it. 戴维·赫伯特·劳伦斯.恋爱中的女人.
And she loathed herself for the thought. 戴维·赫伯特·劳伦斯.恋爱中的女人.
But she loathed the death itself. 戴维·赫伯特·劳伦斯.恋爱中的女人.