His face was pallid, his lips trembling.

他色苍，嘴唇颤抖。

" Wonder what he teaches? " said Ron, frowning at Professor Lupin's pallid profile.

“不知道他教什么? ”罗恩说，对卢平教授了无气侧影皱着眉头。

Snape—the—teenager had a stringy, pallid look about him, like a plant kept in the dark.

十几岁斯内普显得筋骨结实，但色苍，就像一株一直黑暗中植物。

Facing my pallid reflection in the mirror, I was forced to admit that I was lying to myself.

面对镜子里苍自己，我不得不承认是欺骗自己。

Harry stared. Snape-the-teenager had a stringy, pallid look about him, like a plant kept in the dark.

哈利注视着他。十几岁斯内普显得筋骨结实，但色苍，就像一株一直黑暗中植物。

The lad was actually pallid with rage.

小伙子气得色苍。

" Strange hardships, I imagine—poor, emaciated, pallid wanderer" ?

“奇怪艰辛，我想——可怜、消瘦、苍流浪者”？

The other stood motionless, his face pallid with fear.

另一个站着不动， 他恐惧而苍。

The girl looked up, showing a pallid and solemn face.

女孩抬起头， 露出一张苍而肃穆。

A flush of joy overspread her till then pallid cheek.

她原本苍颊上洋溢着喜悦红晕。

He produced his effect — the other turned on him with a pallid stare.

他产了效果——另一个人用苍目光转向他。

The young clergyman was limp and pallid, and his head rolled upon his shoulders at every step.

年轻牧师软弱无力，色苍，每走一步他头都靠肩膀上。

That pretty plant, whose bloom had lately rewarded the mother's culture, was now frail and pallid and anemic.

那棵美丽植物， 其花朵最近回报了母亲文化， 现变得脆弱、苍和贫血。

The heaven being spread with this pallid screen and the earth with the darkest vegetation, their meeting-line at the horizon was clearly marked.

天空蒙上灰帐幕，地面满黑色植物，地平线上，天地相交，黑分明。

He was startled by the white, almost pallid face under the dark hair, the velvet-black eyes with their long lashes.

他被黑发下那张几乎苍， 以及着睫毛天鹅绒般黑眼睛吓了一跳。

The memories which made this resource utterly hopeless were a new current that shook Dorothea out of her pallid immobility.

使这种资源完全无望记忆是一股新潮流，将多萝西娅从她苍静止状态中摇醒。

Opposite him was Lupin, pallid and wan, with drawn jaws and bloodshot eyes, gnashing his teeth with rage and impotent hate.

他对面是卢平，色苍，面容憔悴，下巴紧绷，双眼布满血丝，愤怒和无力仇恨而咬牙切齿。

But he was not absolutely certain that the woman was his mother till he stooped and beheld her face, pallid, and with closed eyes.

不过，他是俯身看了她那苍和紧闭双眼，才绝对肯定那女人就是他母亲。

" Mrs. Lynde, you don't think—you can't think Matthew is—is—" Anne could not say the dreadful word; she turned sick and pallid.

“林德夫人， 你不认为——你不能认为马修是——是——” 安妮无法说出这个可怕词； 她病了，色苍。

She had never in her life looked so much like the lily her name connoted as she did in that pallid morning light.

她一中从未像苍晨光中那样像她名字中百合花。