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Indeed, Monsieur D'A , your literature is at a very reduced ebb; bombastic in the drama shallow in philosophy mawkish in poetry, your writers of the present day seem to think, with Boileau "'Souvent de tous nos maux la raison est le pire." "Surely," cried Madame D'Anville, "you will allow De la Martine's poetry to be beautiful?"

But whilst the geese were running about on the shore, Marziella would come out of the water, and feed them with sweetmeats, and give them rose-water to drink; so that the geese grew as big as sheep, and were so fat that they could not see out of their eyes. And in the evening when they came into a little garden under the King's window, they began to sing "Pire, pire pire!

He gazed at me with those black, burning eyes of his, and then as if speaking to himself, repeated those lines of Ronsard's about Mary Stuart: Elle était de ce monde les plus belles choses Ont le pire destin; Et, rose, elle a vécu ce que vivent les roses, L'espace d'un matin. His voice was music when he spoke these words, for he felt them.

Indeed, Monsieur D'A , your literature is at a very reduced ebb; bombastic in the drama shallow in philosophy mawkish in poetry, your writers of the present day seem to think, with Boileau "'Souvent de tous nos maux la raison est le pire." "Surely," cried Madame D'Anville, "you will allow De la Martine's poetry to be beautiful?"

I received this morning, by a mysterious messenger, a curious document; it looks like a series of carriage-wheels, but it is a cipher from Prince Metternich, who is in Bordeaux, and is dated the 1st of May. It took me a long time to puzzle it out: "Vous conseille de partir; pire viendra. Pauline a Vienne; moi triste et tourmente." Very good advice, but rather difficult to follow now.

I received a visit from the committee of the Societe des Gens de Lettres, which wants me to be its president; from M. Jules Simon, Minister of Public Instruction; from Colonel Pire, who commands a corps of volunteers, etc. September 16. One year ago to-day I opened the Peace Congress at Lausanne. This morning I wrote the "Appeal to Frenchmen" for a war to the bitter end against the invasion.

'C'est justement les Anglais, he wrote, 'avec leur absurde politique, qui minent desormais le commerce de toutes ces cotes. Ils ont voulu tout remanier et ils sont arrives a faire pire que les Egyptiens et les Turcs, ruines par eux.

She stole timid glances at the bowed black head and the frowning black brows; after a glance she would sigh, a prolonged, patient sigh. There are times when a sigh is to strained nerves like a blast of hot air on a burn. Norah jumped up and ran away from her own irritation before it exploded. The "pire glass," as Mrs.

She contem- plated administering poison to her mistress, to rid herself and the house of so detestable a plague. But she was restrained by an overruling Prov- idence; and finally decided to stay contentedly through her period of service, which would ex- pire when she was eighteen years of age.

Here are some extracts from a still longer letter written to my mother much about the same time: "I hear Lady S has committed another novel, called The Three Peers, no doubt l'un pire que l'autre!... I have a great many kind messages to you from that very charming person Madame Récamier, who fully intends meeting you at Venice with Chateaubriand in October, for so she told me on Sunday. I met her at Miss Clarke's some time ago, and as I am a bad pusher I am happy to say she asked to be introduced to me, and was, thanks to you, my kind friend! She pressed me to go and see her, which I have done two or three times, and am going to do again at her amiable request on Thursday. I think that her fault is that she flatters a little too much. And flattery to one whose ears have so long been excoriated by abuse does not sound safe. However, all is right when she speaks of you. And the point she most eulogised in you is that which I have heard many a servile coward who could never go and do likewise" [no indication is to be found either in this letter or elsewhere to whom she alludes], "select for the same purpose, namely, your straightforward, unflinching, courageous integrity.... Balzac is furious at having his new play suppressed by Thiers, in which Arnauld acted Louis Philippe, wig and all, to the life; but, as I said to M. Dupin, 'Cest tout naturel que M. Thiers ne permetterait