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I’ve been wandering around in the bushes trying to find him," he explained, so naturally and in such a friendly voice that she raised her eyes to look again at this young gallant who lingered here at the lavoir for the sake of her beaux yeux. Could this dark-eyed, smiling youth be a Hun spy?
On one occasion when the Marquis de Bouillé pointed out to him the danger of some of his plans as placing the higher class at the mercy of the mob, "dirigé par les deux passions les plus actives du coeur humain, l'intérêt et l'amour propre, ... il me répondit froidement, en levant les yeux au ciel, qu'il fallait bien compter sur les vertus morales des hommes." Mémoires de M. de Bouillé, p. 70; and Madame de Staël admits of her father that he was "se fiant trop, il faut l'avouer,
Schliemann, known to belong to a comparatively modern epoch. The streams, bearing the ever memorable names of Simois and Scamander, were also eagerly pointed out by the watchers, recalling the words of Lamartine: Le nautonnier voguant sur les flots du Bosphore Des yeux cherchait encore Le palais de Priam et les tours d'Ilium.
There I must tell all the chronicle again; and some said this, and some that, and Tremouille mocks, that the Maid uttered her prophecy to no other end but to make you fulfil it, and slay her enemy for the sake of her 'beaux yeux. The others would hear nothing of this, and, indeed, though I am no gull, I wot that Tremouille is wrong here, and over cunning; he trusts neither man nor woman.
The pirate himself comes to Sicily to obtain his prisoner's ransom, bringing directions to Lugano's daughter Camilla to pay him whatever he may ask. Zampa at once falls a victim to the beaux yeux of Camilla, and demands her hand as the price of her father's safety. Camilla loves Alfonso, a Sicilian officer, but is prepared to sacrifice herself to save her father.
Then it is permitted that les beaux yeux se rencontrent. Comme ca. Ca va bien. That is better done." "What vanities are these?" said my father at the door she had left open. She was nowise alarmed. "Come in, John," she cried. "He does not yet bow as well as thou. It would crack some Quaker backs, I think. I can hear Friend Wain's joints creak when he gets up." "Nonsense, wife!
When Pen came up to Lady Clavering's carriage, he had to push his way through a crowd of these young bucks who were paying their court to Miss Amory, in order to arrive as near that young lady, who beckoned him by many pretty signals to her side. "Je l'ai vue," she said; "elle a de bien beaux yeux; vous etes un monstre!" "Why monster?" said Pen, with a laugh; "Honi soit qui mal y pense.
"With all my heart when you do. Have I not told you that already? Where you go I go, where you stay I stay." "But it is most monstrous and abominable. I will not submit to it. You have no sort of right to act in this way. Why is it?" "You can guess my reasons, surely. Only it is not for your beaux yeux; not because I like you. I loathe and detest you.
Why are you such a fool, Tancred? Why don't you thankfully accept Miss Ross's generous offer, and try to make a fresh start?" "It's no business of yours what I do." "Certainly not, but your sister-in-law's peace and happiness is my business, because I have the greatest admiration, respect and liking for her." "Les beaux yeux de sa cassette," growled Hugo. "You are an ass," Peter said wearily.
You might, at least, pretend to believe that my personal charm has won for me Dawson's affection. As a matter of fact, he cares not a straw for my beaux yeux; his motives are crudely selfish. He thinks that it is in my power to contribute to the greater glory of Dawson, and he cultivates me just as he would one of his show chrysanthemums.
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