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Vansittart, "which is what really happens to all human interests, my friend." "La plus grande punition infligee a l'homme, c'est faire souffrir ce qu'il aime, en voulant frapper ce qu'il hait." Cornish had, as he told Mrs.
He had reached the shingly isle when he looked round for his companions; Humfrey and Philip were close behind him; but, in spite of the loud 'gare! of the guide, Aime, or his horse, for each was equally senseless with alarm, were making inwards; the horse was trying to tread on the sandbank, which gave way like the water itself, under its frantic struggles there was a loud cry a shrill, unmistakable woman's shriek the horse was sinking a white face and helpless form were being carried out on the waves, but not before Berenger had flung himself from his horse, thrown off his cloak and sword, and dashed into the water; and in the lapse of a few moments he struggled back to the island, where were Philip and Humfrey, leg-deep in water: the one received his burthen, the other helped him to land.
'If M. le Baron is safe, it is well, said Aime shortly. 'Is Selinville there? said Berenger, coming up. 'Here, let me take you to the King of Navarre: he knew your family in Lauguedoc. 'No, no, petulantly returned the boy. 'What am I that he should notice me? It is M. de Ribaumont whom I follow, not him or his cause. 'Boy, said Berenger, dismayed, 'remember, I have answered for you.
At home, if I grew tired of talking to one, I could talk to another. If I waxed weary of Bobby's sea-tales, I might refresh myself with listening to the Brat's braggings about Oxford with Tou Tou's murdered French lesson: J'aime, I love. Tu aimes, Thou lovest. Il aime, He loves. How many thousand years ago, the labored conjugation of that verb seems to me!
Aime sank manometers filled with air into the sea till the pressure upon them was equal to that of four hundred atmospheres; Berthelot, by the expansion of mercury in a thermometer tube, succeeded in exerting a pressure of seven hundred and eighty atmospheres upon oxygen. Both series of experiments were without result.
"Mais oui; vons avez ete mon meilleur ami." "And what, Frances, are you to me?" "Votre devouee eleve, qui vous aime de tout son coeur." "Will my pupil consent to pass her life with me? Speak English now, Frances." Some moments were taken for reflection; the answer, pronounced slowly, ran thus:
Look, Miss Clover," lifting the other doll from the table where she had laid it; "hasn't she got sweet eyes? She's older than Maria Matilda, and she knows a great deal more. She's begun on French verbs!" "Not really! Which ones?" "Oh, only 'J'aime, tu aimes, il aime, you know, the same that our class is learning at school. She hasn't tried any but that.
Existence without these luxuries would be very much like life in Madrid. Yet it is not so dismal as it might seem. The Grande Duchesse of Gerolstein, the cheeriest moralist who ever occupied a throne, announces just before the curtain falls, "Quand on n'a pas ce qu'on aime, il faut aimer ce qu'on a." But how much easier it is to love what you have when you never imagined anything better!
"Pense, aime, agis et souffre en Dieu C'est la grande science." July 18, 1858. To-day I have been deeply moved by the nostalgia of happiness and by the appeals of memory. My old self, the dreams which used to haunt me in Germany, passionate impulses, high aspirations, all revived in me at once with unexpected force.
Nodding at me with a gentle look, she cast her eyes on the paper and began to read: "Calmez vous, mon amie, il vous aime et il vous cherche. Dans quatre heures vous serez heureuse. Allons du courage, et surtout soyez maitre de vous meme." "Thanks!"
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