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And as it is in French, people will see at once that you are children of good family, and that will be much more touching.... You might sing 'Marlborough s'en va-t-en guerre, for that's quite a child's song and is sung as a lullaby in all the aristocratic houses. "Marlborough s'en va-t-en guerre Ne sait quand reviendra..." she began singing.
"Yes," Guy remarked; "fortunately, a martial spirit is abroad in the Third Estate. Walbrook s'en va t'en guerre. If there is one moneyed man in the lot, it seems sufficient to keep the others going. I often wonder how you manage; for, to do you justice, you don't plunder your Croesus. You deserve statues as Sydney Smith would have said æris alieni."
"Picpon s'en souvient," he murmured with a smile; and as the charge swept onward, Cecil, with a great cry of horror, saw the feet of the maddened horses strike to pulp the writhing body, and saw the black, wistful eyes of the Enfant de Paris look upward to him once, with love, and fealty, and unspeakable sweetness gleaming through their darkened sight. But to pause was impossible.
We must now begin to prove the truth of the old proverb, 'Ce qui vient de la flute s'en va au tambour." At supper Mr. Ashmead was the chief drinker, and, by a natural consequence, the chief speaker: he held out brilliant prospects; he favored the Klosking with a discourse on advertising.
It was not less incongruous and curious when one group presently broke out into 'God save the Queen', and another into the 'Marseillaise', and another still into 'Malbrouck s'en va t'en guerre'. At last songs and soldiers were absorbed in the battalion at the rendezvous, and 1the long dusty march to the village gave a disciplined note to the gaiety of the militant habitant.
The Emperor also whistled sometimes, but very rarely; and the air, 'Malbrook s'en va-t-en guerre', whistled by his Majesty was an unerring announcement to me of his approaching departure for the army. I remember that he never whistled so much, and was never so gay, as just before he set out for the Russian campaign. His Majesty's, favorite singer were Crescentini and Madame Grassini.
He carried, too, the flag of the Congress, and I was one of the men detailed for its charge.... And now I have told you of the Merrimac and the Monitor." Rising, he went to the piano, sat down and played "Malbrook s'en va-t-en guerre." Miss Lucy took up her knitting, and knitted very rapidly, her eyes now upon her nephew, now upon her father's portrait.
We cannot think or act, but the soul of some man, who has lived before, points the way. The dead never die, especially since " "Since what, boy? You speak well." "Since our great ancestor introduced printing," said I, majestically. My uncle whistled "Malbrouk s'en va-t-en guerre." I had not the heart to plague him further. "Peace!" said I, creeping cautiously within the circle of the stick. "No!
The Emperor also whistled sometimes, but very rarely; and the air, 'Malbrook s'en va-t-en guerre', whistled by his Majesty was an unerring announcement to me of his approaching departure for the army. I remember that he never whistled so much, and was never so gay, as just before he set out for the Russian campaign. His Majesty's, favorite singer were Crescentini and Madame Grassini.
The red lips curved in a riddle of a smile. He saw dark depths in the shadowed eyes. "Malbrouck s'en va t'en guerre" she murmured. Harry exclaimed something, felt her against him, was aware of all her form and heard footsteps. Alison was out of his grasp, her back to him, plucking a rose. "You will see me again you shall see me again. I ride in the wood to-morrow morning," she muttered.
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