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No joy or sorrow dies barren of progeny, which for ever generated and generating, weaves the chain that make our life: Un dia llama a otro dia y ass i llama, y encadena llanto a llanto, y pena a pena. Truly disappointment is the guardian deity of human life; she sits at the threshold of unborn time, and marshals the events as they come forth.

Or you can buy Appleton's, which is really quite good, for sixty dollars a set. I do not mean to have you rest on any encyclopA|dia, but you will find one at the start an excellent guide-post. Suppose you have the old EncyclopA|dia Americana. You will find there that the "Roman Catholic Church" is treated by two writers, one a Protestant, and one a Catholic.

Si la gloria humana no es sueño, Gorostiza alcanzóla ese día, recibiendo sus palmas en el respeto y la admiración de sus adversarios. Cf. Justin Smith thus characterizes him: "a witty, agreeable man of the world, Mexican by birth, Spanish by education, the author of some clever dramas, but not professionally a topographer, a lawyer or even a diplomat."

How touching, on the other hand, is that simple entry in Francesco Francia's day-book, made when his chief journeyman, Timoteo Viti, leaves him: "1495 a di 4 aprile è partito il mio caro Timoteo; chi Dio li dia ogni bene et fortuna!" Gallery of the Capitol, Rome.

The attendants ranged themselves at the foot of the desk. The presiding officer having declared the sale open, a partial hush followed. A commonplace series of Preces dia, with miniatures, were first sold off at mediocre prices. Needless to say, the illuminations of these books were in perfect condition!

Three times do I pour libation, and thrice, my Lady Moon, I speak this spell: Be it with a friend that he lingers, be it with a leman he lies, may he as clean forget them as Theseus, of old, in Dia so legends tell did utterly forget the fair-tressed Ariadne. My magic wheel, draw home to me the man I love!

Because I was a Beast, a very Villain! That stak'd a wretched Fortune to all my Joys of Life, And like a prodigal Gamester lost that all. Dia. How durst you, Sir, knowing my Quality, Return me this false Pay, for Love so true? Was this a Beauty, Sir, to be neglected? Bel. Fair angry Maid, frown on, frown till you kill, And I shall dying bless those Eyes that did so.

We had parted from the church; and with our friends had gone out into the country for a dia de campo. There were about twenty of us in all, young men and girls about, an equal number of each all in their holiday dresses, just as they had been to the church. Most of the girls were Gabriella's bridesmaids, and still wore the flowers and jewels they had used at the ceremony.

But yet she need not speak, a Look's sufficient To call up all my Sins to my undoing She comes Oh Heav'n! she comes Enter Celinda and Diana. Cel. Sir, in Obedience to your Commands, I've brought the Lady. Dia. How! The perfidious Bellmour! The only Object of my Hate and Scorn. Bel.

Why, who art thou Diana? Dia. Yes, that Diana, Whom, maugre all the Penitence thou shew'st, Can scarce forgive the Injuries thou hast done her. Bel. I shew a Penitence for injuring thee! By Heav'n, I never cou'd do one, or other; All that I am is the divine Celinda's. Friend. Bel. Cel. Canst thou not credit me? She pardons thee. Bel. What art thou, who know'st her Heart so well?