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Napoleon Bonaparte was of ancient, patrician Florentine blood, and perchance the descendant of one of those of Fiesole "In cui riviva la sementa santa Di quei Romani che vi rimaser quando Fu fatto il nido di malizia tanta." He cherished a particular affection for Italy, and, so far as his personal aims allowed, treated her generously.
There was much screaming and shouting from the hill. "Go away, go away," they shrieked. "We are afraid of you. Our husbands are away." Their speech was that of the Montagnais Indians which George understood, having learned to speak it while at Northwest River post in the winter of 1903-1904. "Tanta sebo?"
Fish, entree, roast, and dessert, were served in the same manner, and with the black coffee Ma Tanta changed from servitor to hostess and sat with her guests and discussed the topics of the day on equal terms.
I have already caught two or three of these dark undermining Vermin, and intend to make a String of them, in order to hang them up in one of my Papers, as an Example to all such voluntary Moles. Plautus Asin. No. 125. Tuesday, July 24, 1711. Addison. 'Ne pueri, ne tanta animis assuescite bella: Neu patriae validas in viscera vertite vires. Vir.
Nemo umquam mihi, Scipio, persuadebit aut patrem tuum Paulum, aut duos avos Paulum et Africanum, aut Africani patrem aut patruum, aut multos praestantis viros, quos enumerare non est necesse, tanta esse conatos quae ad posteritatis memoriam pertinerent, nisi animo cernerent posteritatem ad ipsos pertinere.
Our men were not driven to this accomplishment by desire for empty fame, or for money, or to widen our borders motives which drove almost all others who take up or have taken up arms. About these the poet correctly says: Quis furor, o cives, quae tanta licentia ferri, Gentibus invisis proprium praebere cruorem?
Ne, pueri, ne tanta animis assuescite bella, Neu patrice validas in viscera vertite vires. VIRG. AEn. vi. v. 832. Embrace again, my sons, be foes no more, Nor stain your country with her children's gore.
Here, take a tot of brandy before you go; it is a wet night, and sometimes when you are clear of the Transvaal and remember this business, remember, too, that you owe your life to Tanta Coetzee. But I would not have saved you, not I, if you had not been so plucky. I like a man to be a man, and not like that miserable monkey Carolus. There, be off!"
"Katy's all ready, and means to sit up till the boat gets in at two-thirty, keeping a little supper hot and hot for you. The Torpedo Station is in its glory just now, and there's going to be a great explosion on Thursday, which Amy will enjoy." "How lovely!" cried Amy, clinging to her uncle's arm. "I love explosions. Why didn't Tanta come too? I'm in such a hurry to see her." Then Mr.
There was that one at the Pension Suisse; you remember, Tanta? And the two on the steamer when we came home. And there's Miss Fitz who made my blue frock; Ellen said she was a regular old maid. I never mean to let Mabel be like that."
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