It was a fortunate time in which to build, for the seventeenth century was a great period in Persian art.

The result was fortunate.

To consolidate what her Navy had won, the Czarina was fortunate that, for the first time in Russian history, her land forces enjoyed absolute unity of command under her favorite Giaour.

There are, after all, fortunate souls who hear everything, but only know how to listen to what is good for them, and Stowey was, as things go, a fortunate man.

He was, however, fortunate in his contact with Prof. J. G. L. Manthey ( 1769-1842 ), teacher of chemistry, who, in addition to his academic chair, was also proprietor of the `` Lion Pharmacy '' in Copenhagen where Oersted assisted him.

This was fortunate, as the Vail plant burned in 1905.

Tommy Momoyama was one of these fortunate occasions.

Bates was more fortunate, as the song's popularity was well established by the time of her death in 1929.

Amasis reacted by cultivating closer ties with the Greek states to counter the future Persian invasion into Egypt but was fortunate to have died in 526 B. C. E.

This might have been fortunate timing for Abd al-Rahman, since he was still getting a solid foothold in al-Andalus.

" That was a fortunate coincidence, of course, that the name should pack a backwoods connotation.

Proving more fortunate was his choice to break with the French and seek friendly ties with Libyan president Qaddafi, taking away the rebels ' principal source of supplies.

" Euripides however was more fortunate than the other tragedians in the survival of a second edition of his work, compiled in alphabetical order as if from a set of his collect works, but without scholia attached.

Elizabeth was fortunate that many bishoprics were vacant at the time, including the Archbishopric of Canterbury.

" After listing the disasters of those 28 years, Bury concludes that Honorius " himself did nothing of note against the enemies who infested his realm, but personally he was extraordinarily fortunate in occupying the throne till he died a natural death and witnessing the destruction of the multitude of tyrants who rose up against him.

Bazille was generous with his wealth, and helped support his less fortunate associates by giving them space in his studio and materials to use.

Richard's younger brother John, who succeeded him, was not so fortunate ; he suffered the loss of Normandy and numerous other French territories following the disastrous Battle of Bouvines.

King Philip I, named by his Kievan mother with a typically Eastern European name, was no more fortunate than his predecessor although the kingdom did enjoy a modest recovery during his extraordinarily long reign ( 1060 – 1108 ).

Dr. Cardew, who, in a later letter to Davies Gilbert, said dryly: “ I could not discern the faculties by which he was afterwards so much distinguished .” Davy said himself: “ I consider it fortunate I was left much to myself as a child, and put upon no particular plan of study ... What I am I made myself .”

He was proud of his accomplishments, proud of his job, proud that Donald Kruger and his associates trusted him.

she must be poised and proud and unafraid in order to prove to the mountain that she was in earnest.

It was a word he was proud of, a word that meant much to him, and he used it with great pleasure, almost as if it were an exclusive possession, and more: he sensed himself to be very highly educated, four cuts above any of the folks back home.

He was proud that he had never worn a wig.

There have been cooing doves, chattering magpies, thieving jackdaws, a proud peacock, a silly goose, and a harpy eagle -- whom I was silly enough to mate with and who is now busy tearing at my vitals ''.

But just when she seemed to have sunk into some depravity of peasanthood she would disappear and come down bathed, brushed, and taking breaths of air, and even with her broken nails her hands would come to rest on a table or a leaf with a thoughtless delicacy, a grace of history, so to speak, and for an instant one saw how ferociously proud she was and adamant on certain questions of personal value.

Like Eliot, in my fantasies, I had a proud bearing and, with a skill that was vaguely continental, I would lead Jessica through an evening of dancing and handsome descriptions of my newest exploits, would guide her gently to the night's climax which, in my dreams, was always represented by our almost suffocating one another to death with deep, moist kisses burning with love.

Hatless, in an overcoat of rough blue wool, I was given a proud farewell by my mother and father, and I set out into the strangely still streets of Brooklyn.

From proud pool-owners to perpetual hosts and handymen was a short step -- no more than the change from city clothes to trunks.

The former secretary of labor said he was proud to be an Eisenhower Republican `` and proud to have absorbed his philosophy '' while working in his adminstration.

The Troop is proud of its camping-out program -- on year-round schedule and was continued even when sub-zero temperatures were registered during the past winter.

I was proud of the new buildings which housed Diario now: the rotogravures, gleaming behind glass doors ; ;

She was finally at rest in truth, of her own proud free choice.

Mousie said it was because he was too proud to stand pity.

Eventually Agrippina was proud of her large family and this was a part of the reason she was popular with Roman citizens.

Carnegie was so proud of " Dippi " that he had casts made of the bones and plaster replicas of the whole skeleton donated to several museums in Europe and South America.

He was well rid of her.

He certainly didn't want a wife who was fickle as Ann.

But all of this was rationalization.

The easiest thing would be to sell out to Al Budd and leave the country, but there was a stubborn streak in him that wouldn't allow it.

The best antidote for the bitterness and disappointment that poisoned him was hard work.

He found that if he was tired enough at night, he went to sleep simply because he was too exhausted to stay awake.

each day the hurt was a little duller, a little less poignant.

Because the summer was unusually dry and hot, the spring produced a smaller stream than in ordinary years.

The grass in the meadows came fast, now that the warm weather was here.

When they were closer and he saw that one was a woman, he was more puzzled than ever.

They were dirty, their clothes were torn, and the girl was so exhausted that she fell when she was still twenty feet from the front door.

Morgan hesitated, thinking that if this was a trick, it was a good one.

He didn't think it was possible for this couple to be pretending.

Her face was very thin, and burned by the sun until much of the skin was dead and peeling, the new skin under it red and angry.

Her blond hair was frowzy, her dress torn in several places, and her shoes were so completely worn out that they were practically no protection.

It must have hurt her even to walk, for the sole was completely off her left foot and Morgan saw that it was bruised and bleeding.

She was amazingly light, and so relaxed in his arms that he wasn't even sure she was conscious.

Any lingering suspicion that this was a trick Al Budd had thought up was dispelled.