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"Que l'heure est donc brève Qu'on passe en aimant! C'est moins qu'un moment, Un peu plus qu'un rêve."
Peut-être, avant que l'heure en cercle promenée Ait posé, sur l'émail brillant, Dans les soixante pas où sa route est bornée, Son pied sonore et vigilant, Le sommeil du tombeau pressera ma paupière At this unfinished stanza was the pensive poet summoned to the guillotine! The domestic life of genius. Defects of great compositions attributed to domestic infelicities.
En vous rappelant quelques traits de cette noble figure je voulais, comme je vous l'ai dit tout a l'heure, acquitter une dette de coeur envers un ami qui, jusqu'aux derniers moments de sa vie, m'a prodigue les marques d'affection. 'La memoire du philosophe, du lettre, de l'erudit, dn confrere eminent, de l'homme bon et aimable, merite de rester honoree dans notre compagnie.
"Voulez-vous me dire l'heure, s'il vous plait, M'sieu' l' soldat?" Claude looked down into his admiring eyes with a feeling of panic. He wouldn't mind being dumb to a man, or even to a pretty girl, but this was terrible. His tongue went dry, and his face grew scarlet. The child's expectant gaze changed to a look of doubt, and then of fear.
C'est line operation assez difficile, car les associes etrangers pouvant etre choisis indistinctement dans tous les peuples du monde, il y a rarement disette de candidats. A chaque vacance, une commission est nominee au scrutin. Elle presente trois noms a l'Academie, qui consacre une seance a les discuter, et vote dans la seance suivante. Nous devons elire tout a l'heure le successeur de Ranke.
Then, bestirring herself with an effort, her white fingers ran over the keys again, and in her sweet, musical voice she sang "L'Heure d'Aimer," that pretty valse chantee so popular in Paris: Voici l'heure d'aimer, l'heure des tendresses; Dis-moi les mots tres doux qui vont me griser, Ah! prends-moi dans tes bras, fais-moi des caresses; Je veux mourir pour revivre sous ton baiser.
The next instant the tip of a little patent-leather slipper, followed by the trimmest of silken ankles framed in a frou-frou of creamy lace, felt for the steel step of the limousine. At the same moment a small white-gloved hand was outstretched to mine for support. "Bonsoir, dear friend," she greeted me in her delicious voice. "You see how punctual I am. L'heure militaire like you Americans."
Yvonne's maid knocked at the door and called: "Mademoiselle, c'est l'heuer!" "Answer!" hissed the woman. Yvonne, speechless, holding both hands to her heart, kept her eyes on her sister's face. That face grew ashen; the eyes had the blank glare of a tiger's; she sprang up to Yvonne and grasped her by the wrists. "Mademoiselle! Mademoiselle! c'est l'heure!" called the maid, shaking the door.
But Clifford's eye met his in gentle rebuke. "C'est l'heure! Rest!" Down jumped the model. The men leaned back noisily. Clifford rose, bowed gravely to the Englishman, and stepped across the taborets to join his friends. Gethryn was cleaning his brushes with turpentine and black soap.
"Léon has hit the nail," thought Elvira to herself. "I wonder how." The how was plain enough. Léon had asked the painter if there were no air connected with courtship and pleasant times; and having learned what he wished, and allowed an interval to pass, he had soared forth into "O mon amante, O mon désir, Sachons cueillir L'heure charmante!"
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