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"iuvat Ismara Baccho Conserere, atque olea magnum vestire Taburnum." This is the blessed "surcease of sorrow" of which the crowded life of the modern city knows nothing: but, as the practical Roman indicates, it will not support life of its own mere motion. Cf. Dr.
Of the latter, Canova cried out, "Per Baccho, che nomo e questo!" It was considered a marvellous likeness; and without violating good taste he worked into the picture crimson velvet and damask, gold, precious marble, and fur, with a most brilliant effect. Before reaching home in London he was elected President of the Royal Academy.
At length his eyes fell upon the fragment which bore his signature, and recognizing it, he sunk back on his bolster in a swoon. Anne of Austria, without strength to conceal her regret, raised her hands and eyes toward heaven. "Oh! sire," cried Mazarin, "may you be blessed! My God! May you be beloved by all my family. Per Baccho!
Thus did I meditate upon this singular note my delight at being once more "free" mingling with some chagrin that I was jockied, and by a young miss of eighteen, too. Confoundedly disagreeable if the mess knew it, thought I. Per Baccho how they would quiz upon my difficulty to break off a match, when the lady was only anxious to get rid of me.
"Christopher Colombo the great Christopher Colombo. Well, what did he do?" "Discover America! discover America, Oh, ze devil!" "Discover America. No that statement will hardly wash. We are just from America ourselves. We heard nothing about it. Christopher Colombo pleasant name is is he dead?" "Oh, corpo di Baccho! three hundred year!" "What did he die of?" "I do not know! I can not tell."
If I had "gone in" like other people, I would certainly have been a dead man before I got half way; and yet, I think, two sandwiches more would have lasted me to the Ural Mountains. It continually bothers me to know how the human stomach can bear to be tormented in this frightful way. Per Baccho!
M. Von Einingen, one of the jury, insisted that the prisoner was not guilty, because, as he said, the Syndic Doormann, when dining with him one day, having drunk more wine than usual, took away his cloak. This defence per Baccho was completely successful.
"Corpo di Baccho," exclaimed the student, stooping to pick up the precious tools; "have you been amputating your own head, or is it I who am dreaming?" "Ah," murmured Strand, lifting a large, strange gaze upon his friend, "is it you?" "Who else should it be? I come to call you to breakfast." "I wonder what is up between Strand and Augusta?" said Arnfinn to his cousin Inga.
Greene's eyes, when she had done being hysterical, were terrible, and Sophonisba looked at me as though I were a convicted thief. "Who put the box here?" I said, turning fiercely upon the Boots. "I did," said the Boots, "by Monsieur's express order." "By my order?" I exclaimed. "Certainly," said the Boots. "Corpo di Baccho!" said the landlord, and he also looked at me as though I were a thief.
Monsieur became the father of several fine and healthy boys and girls, thus furnishing another proof of the truth of the maxim, "Sine Cerere et Baccho friget Venus." But the impotency arising from the predominance of the intellect is the least formidable of all.
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