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Yue-ts'un clapped his hands and said smiling, "It's so, I know! for this female pupil of mine, whose name is Tai-yue, invariably pronounces the character min as mi, whenever she comes across it in the course of her reading; while, in writing, when she comes to the character 'min, she likewise reduces the strokes by one, sometimes by two.
And this was a Romany lass, daughter of his Chieftain, as he was son of a great Romany chief; and what marvel could there be that she who had been made his child wife, should be conquered as others had been! "'Mi Duvel', but I see!" he repeated in a husky fierceness.
"Thomas Reade." Harry glanced through the note and smiled. "That ought to scare the bold, bad man," said he. "Read this, Nicolas, and see if you think the note will shame the scoundrel," laughed Tom. "Pardon, mi caballero," objected Nicolas, "but I am no scholar. I do not know how to read or write." "Oh!" said Tom simply. "Then let me read it to you."
They express his highest idea of beauty—man created in the image of God, as he testifies in this vault, and in the sonnet ending:— Nè Dio, suo grazia, mi si mostra altrove, Più che’n alcun leggiadro e mortal velo; E quel sol amo, perchè’n quel si specchia. Nor hath God deigned to show himself elsewhere More clearly than in human form sublime Which, since they image Him, alone I love.
This man jabbered with animation and so much seriousness that it seemed a pity that his words were to be wasted. Dr. Gregg felt his pulse. "You sick?" he inquired. "Mi mujer esta enferma en la casa," said the man, thus endeavouring to convey the news, in the only language open to him, that his wife lay ill in her palm-thatched hut.
I then returned to my father, who procured me various situations, none of which were to my liking, until I was placed in the house of Monsieur Zea. Myself. You mean, I suppose, Zea Bermudez, who chanced to be at Constantinople. Buchini. Just so, mi Lor, and with him I continued during his stay.
Hear you the rebellious and disobedient one! She has defied me to my face! She is near to being anathema! She is not your daughter! She is bewitched. Some evil spirit has possession of her. Let no one touch her or speak to her; it shall be a mortal sin." Antonia fell at her mother's knee. "Mi madre!
Ay de mi, I remember it now, sometimes, and I wish I was on horseback, swinging my whip and uttering diabolic yells, significant of the freedom of the spirit as I rush after the spirit of El Toro. For my pet, my brindled fighter, my own El Toro, whom I combed so delicately with a bent nail, for whom I gathered buckets of bruised but fat Californian pears, is now no more.
In the first, the burden of which is, "In foco l'amor mi mise, in foco l'amor mi mise," he describes very practically, with figurative and very lively expressions, the struggle he had with divine love, and the attacks he had himself made on that love, the wounds which he received, the flames by which his heart was kindled, and the state of languor and faintness to which he found himself reduced, and, finally, the strength, with a tranquillity of feeling exceedingly refreshing, which Jesus Christ had imparted to him.
'I want to see th' morn break. 'Whatever for, lass? asked Mrs. Stott, as she drew the cord with tremulous hand. For a few minutes the girl looked out at the distant horizon with a breaking light in her own eyes. 'Yi, lass; forsure I do. What abaat it? 'Watch it, mother! See yo', it geds broder more like a ribbin a brode, yollow ribbin, like that aw wore i' mi hat when I were a little lass.
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