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The town stands in a plain, which, in the distance, being fringed with wood, together with the corn and meadow ground, give it that richness and beauty that characterizes the whole country between Nantes and Angers. The river Mayenne, and a small branch of the Loire, divide the town. It is the chief seat of the province of Maine-et-Loire, formerly the capital of Anjou.
Between 1597 and 1605 three incidents supervened which put to the proof Henry IV.'s feelings towards his old and faithful servant. In October, 1597, Mornay, still governor of Saumur, had gone to Angers to concert plans with Marshal de Brissac for an expedition which, by order of the king, they were to make into Brittany against the Duke of Mercoeur, not yet reduced to submission.
But they have no meaning when some trifling vexation angers you, and a distaste for all about you breeds a distaste for all above you.
L'onde est en furie, Adieu patrie, Azur! Adieu, maison, treille au fruit mer, Adieu les fruits d'or du vieux mur! Adieu, patrie, Ciel, foret, prairie; Adieu patrie, Azur." "Hush, monsieur!" the girl said with a swift gesture. He looked and saw that Angers was waking. "If I live," he hurriedly whispered, "I shall be at the King's Cave to-morrow night. And you the horses?"
That afternoon Marie was riding across the Winter Valley to her father's plantation at the Pascal River. Angers was driving ahead. Beside Marie rode Tryon silent and attentive. Arrived at the homestead, she said to him in the shadow of the naoulis: "Hugh Tryon, what would you do to prove the love you say you have for me?" "All that a man could do I would do."
The heroes who endured their angers and jests and tragic loves are delicately veiled allusions to the sun surely, a very harmless topic of conversation, even in Greece; and the monsters, 'Gorgons and Hydras and Chimæras dire, their grisly offspring, their futile opponents, are but personified frosts.
At that moment a powerful racing car, with a siren yelling like a vicious animal, came tearing along the Angers Road and promptly stopped. Three men got out and rushed up to the driver of the yellow taxicab. Don Luis recognized them. They were Weber, the deputy chief, and the men who had taken him to the lockup the night before, sent by the Prefect of Police to follow up the scoundrel's tracks.
It is a relief, as we have said a relief which one can only get here to see the softer side of Henry's nature represented in works of mercy and industrial utility. The bridge of Angers, like the bridges of Tours and Saumur, dates back to the first of the Count-Kings.
MORTIMER. My lord, I cannot tell What angers him: the confidence, perhaps, The queen so suddenly confers on me. LEICESTER. Are you deserving then of confidence? MORTIMER. This would I ask of you, my Lord of Leicester. LEICESTER. You said you wished to speak with me in private. MORTIMER. Assure me first that I may safely venture. LEICESTER. Who gives me an assurance on your side?
"Wait a little and be patient. It is a pity this fine cousin is on the wrong side. It would amuse thee to hear Primrose dispute with him. Now I trust thee to get this gold thither." "Thank thee a hundred times for them. There are many loyal hearts in town, as I well know." "And many disloyal ones. It angers me. Come in some time. Primrose will be overjoyed to see thee.
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