Phrases with "wore"

Willa Cather He wore an overcoat with a black fur collar, his gray mustache was waxed into little points, and his eyes were watery. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

He wore an ulster of a type rarely seen on these shores, and a small green hat pushed back from a broad forehead. Castle Gay by John Buchan [1930]

Mark Twain He wore second-hand kid gloves, in good repair, and carried a small rattan cane with a curved handle — a female leg — of ivory. The Innocents Abroad by Mark Twain

Louisa May Alcott The old orchard wore its holiday attire. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott [1868]

Edith Wharton It is true she quitted her gold-laced gowns and wore a veil over her head; but Nencia would have it she looked the lovelier for the change and so gave the Duke greater displeasure. Crucial Instances by Edith Wharton [1901]

Walter Scott She wore wide trowsers of light blue silk, a fine scarlet shawl around her waist, in which was stuck a creeze with a richly ornamented handle. The Surgeon’s Daughter by Walter Scott [1827]

James Joyce He wore the white cloak of a marshal; his face was pale and strange; he held his hand pressed to his side. A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce

Bram Stoker As I was leaving the room it struck me that the clothes she wore might give me some clue to her dreaming intention. Dracula by Bram Stoker [1897]

He wore a frock coat and was always very neat. L’Assommoir by Émile Zola

Look at my sword, a Spanish blade, the one I wore at La Rochelle; it served me for thirty years without fail; one day in the winter it fell upon the marble floor on the Louvre and was broken. Ten Years Later by Alexandre Dumas [1848-1850]

When Siegfried wore the Cloak of Darkness he had strength enow: the force of full twelve men beside his own. The Nibelungenlied by translated by Daniel B. Shumway

He wore a moustache, and his long hair was brushed back. Balzac by Frederick Lawton

To my amazement he wore ordinary evening dress, well-cut too, I thought, and over it a fine silk dressing-gown. The Three Hostages by John Buchan [1924]

Willa Cather There was this to be said for him, that he wore his spoils with dignity and in no way made himself conspicuous. Youth and the Bright Medusa by Willa Cather [1920]

Edith Wharton They were always black and tightly fitting, with an expensive glitter: she was the kind of woman who wore jet at breakfast. The House of Mirth by Edith Wharton [1905]

William Morris They wore their armour but little now, save when they were about some journey wherein was peril of wild beasts. The Well At The World’s End by William Morris [1896]

The two windows, tall and narrow, answered to those in the Buttery. Oliver surveyed the room in silent dismay: it wore so great a contrast to the French salons at Tours to which he was accustomed. A Tragedy by Ellen Wood [1886]

Sinclair Lewis Yes, she had brought old clothes with her, as he had directed; she’d wear them — when she wore anything at all. Cass Timberlane by Sinclair Lewis

Arthur Machen So he wore an odd sort of vestment striped with black and dull red, and gathered in with a belt of the same stuff. Far Off Things by Arthur Machen [1922]

G. K. Chesterton They wore fezzes like the French Zouaves, which were certainly much more practical than the heavy helmets they used to wear. The Flying Inn by G. K. Chesterton [1914]

It was then — and not at a later moment when consciousness had fully regained its seat — that her face, to those who stood nearest wore the aspect of an angel’s. The House of the Whispering Pines by Anna Katharine Green

Now it was definitely settled, by a careful comparison of these imprints, that the murderer, whoever he might have been, wore his boots down considerably on the left heel, and on the inside. My Strangest Case by Guy Boothby [1901]

In a chilling voice he kept repeating: “It is horrible, horrible!” “Finally,” pursued the inexorable magistrate, “here are the trousers you wore on the evening of the murder. The Widow Lerouge by Émile Gaboriau

D. H. Lawrence He wore silk socks, and studs of fine workmanship, and silk underclothing, and silk braces. Women in Love by D. H. Lawrence

Charlotte Perkins Gilman The gold in her hair was all dulled and faded, the rose-leaf color of her cheeks had faded, too, and her blue eyes wore a look of weary patience. Moving the Mountain by Charlotte Perkins Gilman [1911]

Her fever had left her, and she wore a more natural look than at any time since I had seen her. That Affair Next Door by Anna Katharine Green

Sinclair Lewis He wore a Boy Scout uniform and a red neckerchief, and he carried a cheap bugle. The Kidnaped Memorial by Sinclair Lewis

Wilkie Collins Though little more than forty years of age, her hair was quite gray; and she wore over it the plain cap of an old woman. No Name by Wilkie Collins [1862]

Anthony Trollope He wore a wig, and old black gaiters; and knew as well what was his’n and what wasn’t as any parson in Wiltshire. Tithes was tithes then; and parson was cute enough in taking on ’em. The Vicar of Bullhampton by Anthony Trollope [1870]

Andrew Lang As the night wore on the stable boys found it rather cold work to sit still on horseback. The Red Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

Steele Rudd It might have been every night only for Dad. He said the jumping about destroyed the ground-floor — wore it away and made the room like a well. On Our Selection by Steele Rudd

Anthony Trollope The countess herself was arrayed in an elaborate morning wrapper of figured silk, but the simple Alexandrina wore a plain white muslin peignoir, fastened with pink ribbon. The Small House at Allington by Anthony Trollope

As the day wore on, and the case assumed a darker aspect, and the doctor’s prognostications became less hopeful, Colonel Damer worked himself into a perfect frenzy of fear. The Box with the Iron Clamps by Florence Marrya

H. G. Wells And then Marjorie wore the blue dress with great success at the Carmels’. Marriage by H. G. Wells [1912]

Jane Austen The anxious interval wore away unproductively. Persuasion by Jane Austen [1818]

Charles Stur There was not a blade of vegetation on the flats, but little water in the river, and the whole scenery wore a most barren appearance. Narrative of an expedition into Central Australia by Charles Stur

The little brother wore a pale grey astrakan coat, many sizes too small, a huge red knitted scarf, and carried no pocket-handkerchief. Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson [1945]

D. H. Lawrence And yet, as the afternoon wore away, the sweetness of the dream returned again. The Rainbow by D. H. Lawrence

D. H. Lawrence She wore a simple dress of apple- green satin, with full sleeves and ample skirt and a tiny bodice of green cloth. Aaron’s Rod by D. H. Lawrence

And last time, only yesterday, I noted the fact, ahem! that she wore a rose, a yellow rose, presumably plucked from the same tree as these. The Romance of His Life by Mary Cholmondeley [1921]

Sarah stood beside him in a pretty grey dress, the hoop sprayed with roses, a fine white wig with cherry ribbons, and she wore silver shoes. Rogue Herries by Hugh Walpole [1930]

He alone had no doleful words, wore no long face; he alone was invariably cheerful. A Strange Story by Edward Bulwer-Lytton [1862]

Bram Stoker Of course, Arthur wore black, for he was in deep mourning, but the rest of us wore it by instinct. Dracula by Bram Stoker [1897]

He wore a shabby leather jacket and breeches and leggings, and carried a double-barrelled gun upon his shoulder. His Prey was Man by Arthur Gask [1942]

Kate Chopin I reckon you’re all plum wore out,” he added, taking in Fanny’s listless attitude, and thinking her very pretty as far as he could discover in the dim light. At Fault by Kate Chopin

Jack London It was a hard trip, with the mail behind them, and the heavy work wore them down. The Call of the Wild by Jack London [1903]

Q. Did you notice if he wore a ring? A. Yes! I did. The Mystery of a Hansom Cab by Fergus Hume

Henry Fielding As these persons wore different PRINCIPLES, i. The History of the Life of the Late Mr. Jonathan Wild The Great by Henry Fielding

Anthony Trollope He wore his yellow trousers without braces, and in all moments of energy hitched them up. John Caldigate by Anthony Trollope

Virginia Woolf The sun had risen, and the sky above the houses wore an air of extraordinary beauty, simplicity and peace. The Years by Virginia Woolf [1937]

Julian Hawthorne His face, as I have said, was handsome in its contours; he wore a heavy moustache and a short pointed beard on his chin. Mrs. Gainsborough’s Diamonds by Julian Hawthorne

Henry James Moreover he was a very agreeable old man, tremendously puckered but not in the least dim; and he wore exactly the furred dressing-gown that Lyon would have chosen. The Liar by Henry James [1888]

Henry Lawson His hand feels sticky and the cleaned finger makes it look as if he wore a filthy, greasy glove with the forefinger torn off. While the Billy Boils by Henry Lawson

Guy de Maupassan She embroidered his fine robes herself, putting into them the most elaborate work; he was always surrounded by a cloud of lace and wore the handsomest caps. Une Vie (A Woman’s Life) by Guy de Maupassan

But whether he wore it or not doesn’t much matter, because she says the coat habitually lay in the back of the car along with that coat that Miss Clay wore. A Shilling for Candles by Josephine Tey [1936]

Mary Webb They wore an air of things estranged and critical. Gone to Earth by Mary Webb [1917]

She wore a mask scarce an inch broad, but effectual. The Cloister and the Hearth by Charles Reade

George Gissing A very high collar kept his head up against his will; his necktie was crimson, and passed through a brass ring; he wore a silver watch-chain, or what seemed to be such. Demos by George Gissing [1886]

He wore a curious mixture of Eastern and Western costume, and had a tame chameleon crawling about his pipe, with which he was almost as much occupied as M. Lamartine with his lapdog. Little Memoirs of the Nineteenth Century by George Paston [1902]

Nathaniel Hawthorne John Winslow, then a very young man, wore the expression of warlike enterprise which long afterward made him a distinguished general. Twice-Told Tales by Nathaniel Hawthorne [1842]

Thomas Hardy The person was some labourer; his gait was shambling, his regard fixed in front of him as absolutely as if he wore blinkers; and in his hand he carried a few sticks. The Mayor of Casterbridge by Thomas Hardy

Benjamin Disraeli There was a general and unconscious hush, and the countenance of Lord St. Aldegonde wore a rueful expression. Lothair by Benjamin Disraeli [1870]

Henry Handel Richardson For they looked up to Cuffy with adoring eyes — Cuffy who walked while they still drove; was present at dessert in the evening, while they were put to bed; wore knickerbockers instead of skirts. The Way Home by Henry Handel Richardson

Anthony Trollope He wore a black swallow-tail coat and black trousers, and a heavy red waistcoat buttoned up nearly to his throat, round which was lightly tied a dingy black silk handkerchief. The Eustace Diamonds by Anthony Trollope

Willa Cather His dark, lean face wore an expression of intense anxiety, his eyebrows twitched as if he were in constant pain. One of Ours by Willa Cather [1922]

H. Rider Haggard As the hours wore on, the silence gradually gathered more deeply over the opposing hosts. Allan Quatermain by H. Rider Haggard

G. K. Chesterton One of the men in question was tall and bearded, with rather long hair under a wide hat; he wore loose clothes and was walking with loose strides in the sunny centre of the thoroughfare. Four Faultless Felons by G. K. Chesterton [1930]

Willa Cather Mr. Larsen was a small, plump man, with a short, yellow beard, very white teeth, and a little turned-up nose on which he wore gold-rimmed eye-glasses. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

Anthony Trollope The coat which I wore was such as they say. Phineas Redux by Anthony Trollope

Anthony Trollope Of what use were they to me? I wore them twice because that man”— meaning Lord Fawn —“disputed my right to them. The Eustace Diamonds by Anthony Trollope

William Morris So wore the day to evening; but ere the night was old came a man asking for Ralph, as one who would have a special alms of him, a poor man by seeming, and evilly clad. The Well At The World’s End by William Morris [1896]

Sinclair Lewis He was in a brown business suit, with a lively green tie, and he wore horn-rimmed spectacles. Elmer Gantry by Sinclair Lewis

Edith Wharton Like the young men of the party, he wore a secret society emblem in the buttonhole of his black frock-coat. Summer by Edith Wharton [1917]

H. G. Wells He wore an old-fashioned upstanding white collar and a loose black bow tie very much under one ear. The Croquet Player by H. G. Wells [1936]

Victor Hugo He wore a wig down to his eyebrows, and held in his hand an iron staff with a crown at each end. The Man Who Laughs by Victor Hugo [1869]

H. G. Wells All the men without exception wore frock coats, top hats, and white shirts, though many had no boots. The War in the Air by H. G. Wells [1908]

Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman She wore a settled frown of dissent at life, but it was the frown of a mother who regarded life as a froward child, rather than as an overwhelming fate. The Wind in the Rose-bush by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman [1903]

Willa Cather Perhaps it was because, in Paul’s world, the natural nearly always wore the guise of ugliness, that a certain element of artificiality seemed to him necessary in beauty. Youth and the Bright Medusa by Willa Cather [1920]

Henry Handel Richardson The Greeks wore short dresses and bare legs — like Luce — and the Romans rode on elephants when they went to war. The End of a Childhood by Henry Handel Richardson

He could respond to so much, and he would inevitably, sooner or later, demand so much response! He was governed by a preposterously exacting temperament, and he wore his nerves outside. A mother in India by Sara Jeannette Duncan [1903]

William Makepeace Thackeray He wore it, he said, at the battle of Vinegar Hill, when his club pigtail saved his head from being taken off — but that is neither here nor there. The History of Samuel Titmarsh and the Great Hoggarty Diamond by William Makepeace Thackeray

Daniel Defoe I had indeed one comrade whose fate went very near me for a good while, though I wore it off too in time. The Fortunes and Misfortunes of the Famous Moll Flanders by Daniel Defoe [1683]

Afterwards the novelty wore off, the people got used to him, and he remained unnoticed. Mother by Maksim Gorky

D. H. Lawrence She wore a dress of dark-blue silky stuff, with ruches of blue and green linen lace in the neck and sleeves; and she had emerald-green stockings. Women in Love by D. H. Lawrence

Kate Chopin The draperies and fluttering things which she wore suited her rich, luxuriant beauty as a greater severity of line could not have done. The Awakening by Kate Chopin

Arnold Bennett Everybody wore his overcoat, and within the collars of overcoats could be seen glimpses of rich neckties; the hats, some glossy, dotted the hat-rack which ran along two walls. Clayhanger by Arnold Bennett [1910]

I’m sure no duchess ever gave herself the airs that Mrs. Clement–Pell did, or wore such fine bonnets. Bursting-up by Ellen Wood [1871]

Anna Katherine Green So far as his hat and nether garments went, they were, if not tattered, not very far from it; but the coat he wore was not only trim but made of the finest cloth and without the smallest sign of wear. The Mystery of the Hasty Arrow by Anna Katherine Green

He was a dapper old man, who always wore a black silk neckerchief around his red, flabby neck, and a thick, lilac-colored waistcoat of velvet around his body. Mother by Maksim Gorky

Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman Flora wore an obsolete turban-shaped hat of black straw which had belonged to the dead aunt; it set high like a crown, revealing her forehead. The Southwest Chamber by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman

Both he and his long, lank principal wore the usual white suit of the tropics, cork helmets, pipe-clayed white shoes—all correct. Victory by Joseph Conrad [1914]

He wore a motor-cyclist’s overalls and appeared to be about to take the road. Huntingtower by John Buchan [1922]

D. H. Lawrence It always seemed to me that men wore their beards, like they wear their neckties, for show. St Mawr by D. H. Lawrence

He wore evening dress under his overcoat, and had a long knife in his right hand. The Slayer of Souls by Robert W. Chambers [1920]

Arthur Conan Doyle He wore a grey great-coat with a capote over his head. The Exploits of Brigadier Gerard by Arthur Conan Doyle [1896]

H. G. Wells They wore a common uniform of white and ate at long tables together, but the patients lived in an upper part of the buildings, and were cared for by nurses and skilled attendants. The World Set Free by H. G. Wells [1914]

Arthur Conan Doyle He was enveloped in a long shaggy ulster, which stretched down to his ankles, and he wore a velvet cap trimmed with silver stuck carelessly on the back of his powerful yellow curled head. The Firm of Girdlestone by Arthur Conan Doyle [1890]

She wore her mask still, and her head was muffled in her Turkish “asmack,” and her long furred mantle reached to her heels. Mohawks by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1886]

Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch She wore a strait black gown, and a white kerchief about her neck — a lovely woman, young and white and tearless. The Haunted Dragoon by Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch [1893]

Victor Hugo Both wore black robes — one of the shape worn by judges, the other by doctors. The Man Who Laughs by Victor Hugo [1869]

Willa Cather Her eyes followed it with delight whenever Mrs. Rosen wore it. Obscure Destinies by Willa Cather [1932]

E. F. Benson He wore on the lapel of his coat a fine green and white enamel star, which had long lain among his bibelots, and which looked like a foreign order. Trouble for Lucia by E. F. Benson [1939]

Willa Cather His face was a dark, bricky red, deeply creased rather than wrinkled, and the skin was like loose leather over his neck band — he wore a brass collar button but no collar. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

E. Phillips Oppenheim He wore thick spectacles, and suffered from chronic biliousness. Mysterious Mr. Sabin by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1898]

Arthur Conan Doyle He wore a broad felt hat drawn down very low over his eyes, while the lower part of his face was swathed round with a broad cravat. Micah Clarke by Arthur Conan Doyle

She wore a plain silk dress of a greyish colour, and a white straw bonnet with a bit of orange blossom—which she took off before they started on their journey. In Later Years by Ellen Wood [1887]

Theodore Dreiser As the morning wore on the room became hotter. Sister Carrie by Theodore Dreiser

But the days wore on, and brought no answer to her advertisement. The Golden Calf by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1883]

Tobias Smolle I was very sorry however to find that this foppery came from Greece. As for Otho, he wore a galericulum, or tour, on account of thin hair, propter raritatem capillorum. Travels through France and Italy by Tobias Smolle

In both cases, this quality was coupled with a corresponding eccentricity of conduct, which occasionally, to puzzled onlookers, wore the appearance of something very near insanity. Books and Characters by Lytton Strachey

Likely enough he could penetrate, as the weeks wore on, some of the ins and outs in the private worth of Mr. Barbary. In fact, he did do so. Caramel Cottage by Ellen Wood [1885]

He wore a sword, and leaned upon a crutch-handled cane, and his figure and aspect indicated a swollen and gouty state. The Haunted Baronet by J. Sheridan Le Fanu [1871]

Corson, Mr. Marchmont’s own-man, had care of the shirts now: and John wore diamond-studs and a black-satin waistcoat, when he gave a dinner-party. John Marchmont’s Legacy by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1862]

Hypnotism before it wore good clothes, kept a carriage and asked Incredulity to dinner. The Devil’s Dictionary by Ambrose Bierce [1911]

F. Scott Fitzgerald She wore a blue silk afternoon dress, and he was disappointed at first that she had not put on something more elaborate. All the Sad Young Men by F. Scott Fitzgerald [1926]

Had his person been known, he might have been taken alive, but he wore a sobre-vest of Indian cotton over his armour, which concealed the military order of St. James, and the other badges of his rank. The History of the Conquest of Peru by William Hickling Presco

F. Scott Fitzgerald He wore his favorite clothes — white duck knickerbockers, pepper-and-salt Norfolk jacket, a Belmont collar and a gray knitted tie. Taps at Reveille by F. Scott Fitzgerald [1935]

Virginia Woolf She wore a white dress and a long glittering necklace. The Voyage Out by Virginia Woolf [1915]

Thomas Hardy She wore melancholy jewellery, gazed at sunsets, and talked to old men and women. A Pair of Blue Eyes by Thomas Hardy [1899]

She wore a black veil over her head, and her kabaya, or upper garment, was fastened with three diamond clasps. The Golden Chersonese and the way thither by Isabella L. Bird [1883]

She wore a red cloak, and supported herself on a crutch: she was, to all outward appearance, the very beau ideal of a witch. Memoirs of Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds by Charles Mackay [1852]

Anthony Trollope She should know that he wore a spur, and that, if necessary, he would use it. The Claverings by Anthony Trollope

H. G. Wells M. Parème wore the frock coat without which all French statesmanship is invalid, and the Lord Paramount had assumed a dark lounge suit of the most perfect cut. The Autocracy of Mr. Parham by H. G. Wells [1930]

Sinclair Lewis He wore a black sack suit and a lilac tie. Main Street by Sinclair Lewis

They wore their hats at dinner, but always went away, after soup, deadly pale. Italian Journeys by William Dean Howells [1867]

D. H. Lawrence She wore a very thin white blouse, that showed her arms and her throat. Aaron’s Rod by D. H. Lawrence

F. Scott Fitzgerald His model legs were in riding breeches, above which he wore a soft sweater jacket of blue chamois, and as he walked he swung a crop acrimoniously at the overhanging leaves. Taps at Reveille by F. Scott Fitzgerald [1935]

William Makepeace Thackeray Blewitt was what they call a bettin man; he went reglar to Tattlesall’s, kep a pony, wore a white hat, a blue berd’s-eye handkercher, and a cut-away coat. The Memoirs of Mr. Charles J. Yellowplush by William Makepeace Thackeray [1838]

Willa Cather His pink skin showed through his mottled coat, which glistened as if it had just been rubbed with olive oil, and he wore a brass-studded collar, bought at the smartest saddler’s. Youth and the Bright Medusa by Willa Cather [1920]

Elizabeth Von Arnim It was quite a mistake to think that a woman, a really well-dressed woman, wore out her clothes; it was the clothes that wore out the woman — dragging her about at all hours of the day and night. The Enchanted April by Elizabeth Von Arnim [1922]

George Gissing Artificial complexion notwithstanding, the stern old visage wore today a look as of nature all but spent. Our Friend the Charlatan by George Gissing [1899]

Her features had lost their sharpness, her cheeks wore a rosy flush, and the light of pleasure at meeting him again shone in her eyes. East Lynne by Ellen Wood [1861]

Henry James She wore a hat with many feathers, a dress with many bugles, long black gloves, encircled with silver bracelets, and very bad shoes. The Liar by Henry James [1888]

Guy de Maupassan He wore a large quilted cap that he wore only at home, his hunting jacket, and looked so pale that his red mustache, usually the color of his skin, now seemed like a flame. The History of a Heart by Guy de Maupassan

Edith Wharton He did it for me, poor infatuated boy!” “Did it for you? How do you mean?” “He wore me out — wore everybody out. Tales of Men and Ghosts by Edith Wharton [1910]

E. Phillips Oppenheim He wore a black velvet gown, a strangely cut black morning coat and trousers, felt slippers, and his hands were clasped upon a stout ash walking-stick. Peter Ruff and the Double Four by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1912]

Virginia Woolf They wore plum-coloured suits one day and grey another. Orlando by Virginia Woolf [1928]

They had the uncomplaining bucolic look, but they wore it with a difference; the difference, by this time, was enough to mark them of another nation. The Imperialist by Sara Jeannette Duncan [1904]

And the ground too was perfectly hard (compacted sand), but the thickly wadded headgear which I wore for protection against the sun saved my life. Eothen by Alexander William Kinglake [1844]

Leon Trotsky In Yanovka I wore the glasses only secretly. My Life by Leon Trotsky

This man was dressed quietly in grey coat and breeches with a white stock; he wore a brown tie-wig. Rogue Herries by Hugh Walpole [1930]

Radclyffe Hall Joan went to the dressing-table and combed her thick grey hair; she had given up parting it on one side now and wore it brushed straight back from her face. The Unlit Lamp by Radclyffe Hall

Moreover, he wore extensive, well-cultivated grey whiskers on each cheek. A Book of Ghosts by S. Baring-Gould [1904]

Sinclair Lewis But he did not insist on any outward distinction as a parson, a Professional Good Man. He wore a quietly modest gray sack suit, a modestly rich maroon tie. Elmer Gantry by Sinclair Lewis

He wore his brown hair long, as he always maintained a man’s hair was as much his glory as a woman’s was hers, quoting Samson and Absalom in support of this opinion. Madame Midas by Fergus Hume

Sinclair Lewis She wore black crepe, without ornament, and a wide black hat with a tiny brooch of brilliants. Dodsworth by Sinclair Lewis

We had gained the lee of the island as (for form’s sake) I may call that ring of foam and haze and thunder; and shaking out a reef, wore ship and headed for the passage. The Wrecker by Robert Louis Stevenson and Lloyd Osbourne

Willa Cather He wore a dark blue suit, soft and rather baggy, with a short coat, and a high double-breasted vest with two rows of buttons coming up to the loops of his black tie. Youth and the Bright Medusa by Willa Cather [1920]

Robert Burns Six bottles a-piece had well wore out the night, When gallant Sir Robert, to finish the fight, Turn’d o’er in one bumper a bottle of red, And swore ’twas the way that their ancestor did. The Poetical Works of Robert Burns by Robert Burns

And that was the first nickname he got: Bristles. The doctor had soon changed his style of coat, and he wore jackets, as we did. Charles Van Rheyn by Ellen Wood [1875]

Rudyard Kipling He led along a back passage, and in the brickfloored wash-house, well strawed, lay Angelique, patterned all over with greenish orange-brown blotches, which she wore coquettishly. Limits and Renewals by Rudyard Kipling [1932]

Andrew Lang So she gave him a ring, which enabled him who wore it to obtain two wishes. The Red Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

Ford Madox Ford In the hunting season it wore a large K on its tail. Last Post by Ford Madox Ford [1928]

Walter Scott They wore their visors up, and riding around the lists three times, showed themselves to the spectators. The Talisman by Walter Scott [1825]

He wore a shining tall hat, and, in haste though he was, took pains not to knock it against low-hanging branches. The Damnation of Theron Ware by Harold Frederic [1896]

Virginia Woolf He wore gold sleeve-links; where his ragged linen used to dip in the broth. Orlando by Virginia Woolf [1928]

Sir Walter Scott Believe, however, that my word, when pledged, is as inviolate as if I wore golden spurs. Ivanhoe by Sir Walter Scott [1820]

John Galsworthy It was ten o’clock of a mild day in October, but she wore a thick tweed coat, for the voyage had been hot. Over the River by John Galsworthy

George Meredith At the close of the confession, Mr. Pole wore an aspect of distress. Sandra Belloni by George Meredith [1887]

Sinclair Lewis Mr. Tippey had pale blue eyes and he wore a fourteen-and-a-half collar encircling a thirteen neck. Elmer Gantry by Sinclair Lewis

George Gissing She wore a new travelling costume, fawn-coloured, with a slightly inappropriate hat (too trimmy), and brown shoes which over-asserted themselves. Our Friend the Charlatan by George Gissing [1899]

Nevertheless, as the summer wore on, various unforeseen shortages began to make them selves felt. Animal Farm by George Orwell [1944]

Marjorie Bowen The splendid dress he wore and his bright ornaments glimmered softly in contrast with his lifeless face. The Rake’s Progress by Marjorie Bowen [1912]

Marjorie Bowen She wore a white dress and a wide straw hat that shaded half her face. The Rake’s Progress by Marjorie Bowen [1912]

Henry James Over her white shoulders she wore an ancient web of the most precious and venerable lace and about her rounded throat a single series of large pearls. A Passionate Pilgrim by Henry James [1871]

Willa Cather Mrs. Rosen sat waving a palm-leaf fan, — she felt the heat very much, because she wore her stays so tight — while Victoria went to make the lemonade. Obscure Destinies by Willa Cather [1932]

Willa Cather Thea wore her new blue serge traveling-dress, chosen for its serviceable qualities. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

H. G. Wells He was quietly dressed in the Englishman’s usual grey; he wore a coloured shirt and an unobtrusive tie. The Croquet Player by H. G. Wells [1936]

E. Phillips Oppenheim She wore a plain black dress which fitted her admirably and was cut in the severest style. The Ostrekoff Jewels by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1932]

Anthony Trollope The materials she wore have made other widows very pleasant to be seen — with a sad thoughtful pleasantness indeed, but still very pleasant. Rachel Ray by Anthony Trollope

John Galsworthy Decent and shabby, quiet and forlorn, he wore an ex-Service-man’s badge. The Silver Spoon by John Galsworthy

He was a coxcomb, wore starched collars, and shaved every day. In the World by Maksim Gorky

H.G. Wells He wore a piebald straw hat with a black ribbon, a very neat white tie, and a fine gold watch-chain. The Wonderful Visit by H.G. Wells [1895]

H. Rider Haggard He wore a shooting suit of brown tweed, with a hat to match, and neat gaiters. King Solomon’s Mines by H. Rider Haggard

John Galsworthy By his special wish no one attended that ceremony, or wore black for him. To Let by John Galsworthy

Virginia Woolf Even the Admiral in his cocked hat over the fireplace wore a curious look of faded urbanity. The Years by Virginia Woolf [1937]

D. H. Lawrence She wore a large, dowdy hat of black beaver, and a sort of slightly affected simple dress that made her look rather sack-like. Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence

Rudyard Kipling Ephraim wore list slippers and coats of duster-cloth, so preposterously patterned that the most brazen of British subalterns would have shied from them in fear. Life’s Handicap by Rudyard Kipling [1891]

Victor Hugo In the front row one wore a crimson velvet gown; the other two, gowns of the same colour, but of satin. The Man Who Laughs by Victor Hugo [1869]

D. H. Lawrence She wore a wonderful gown of thin blue velvet, of a lovely colour, with some kind of gauzy gold-threaded filament down the sides. Aaron’s Rod by D. H. Lawrence

Henry Kingsley He wore his own white hair, which contrasted strongly with a pair of delicate thin black eyebrows. Ravenshoe by Henry Kingsley [1861]

G. K. Chesterton Grasped in his hand was the red and yellow favour that Wayne wore as Provost of Notting Hill. He had torn it from the place where it had been carried for twenty-five years. The Napoleon of Notting Hill by G. K. Chesterton

Charles Dickens I warn’t locked up as often now as formerly, but I wore out my good share of key-metal still. Great Expectations by Charles Dickens [1860]

George Meredith He wore Hessian boots; a voluminous black cloak hung loosely from his shoulders. The Adventures of Harry Richmond by George Meredith [1871]

Marjorie Bowen He could not discern the head and face of this man, which seemed inextricably blended with the shadows, but he saw that he wore a green coat with dark blue frogs. The Fair Hair of Ambrosine by Marjorie Bowen

G. K. Chesterton His tall figure was buttoned up in a tight-waisted fashion that rather accentuated his potential bulk, and he wore a red flower in his buttonhole. The Man Who Knew Too Much by G. K. Chesterton

The very clothes James Mottram wore were in almost ludicrous contrast to those which Charles Nagle affected, for Mottram’s were always of serviceable homespun. Studies in Love and Terror by Marie Belloc Lowndes [1913]

Edith Wharton In Montparnasse he had been keen, restless, careless in dress and manner; here he wore the same glossy veneer as all the rest. The Gods Arrive by Edith Wharton [1932]

They wore clothing, and developed chest complaints and fevers. The Passing of the Aborigines by Daisy Bates [1938]

She wore a light veil, but it was ineffective in concealing the unattraction of the face beneath. Max Carrados by Ernest Bramah [1914]

Thomas Hardy The rumor which agitated the other folk of Hintock had reached the young girl, and she was penning a letter to Fitzpiers, to tell him that Mrs. Charmond wore her hair. The Woodlanders by Thomas Hardy

Charles Dickens Nothing that he wore then fitted him or seemed to belong to him; and everything that he wore then grazed him. Great Expectations by Charles Dickens [1860]

George Meredith She wore her hair in a plain knot, peculiarly neatly rounded away from the temples, which sometimes gave to a face not aquiline a look of swiftness. The Adventures of Harry Richmond by George Meredith [1871]

I wore my fur-lined coat, and was not cold—in fact, I had been too warm walking in it. A Book of Ghosts by S. Baring-Gould [1904]

E. Phillips Oppenheim It was Trowse. He wore a gray homespun suit and a soft hat. A Sleeping Memory by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1902]

They had drawers made of ticking, and were barefooted, or wore sandals. In the World by Maksim Gorky

H. G. Wells The Martians wore no clothing. The War of the Worlds by H. G. Wells [1898]

H. G. Wells I do not remember exactly what everyday clothes I wore until I was getting to be a fairly big boy. An Experiment in Autobiography by H. G. Wells

He wore a dress suit, and could chin the bar twice with one hand. The Four Million by O. Henry [1906]

I spent hundreds on her trousseau, and she was married in my Brussels lace veil that I wore at my own wedding. The Goldfish by Mary Cholmondeley [1921]