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Updated: June 15, 2025
"'L'exemple souvent n'est qu'un miroir trompeur; Quelquefois l'un se brise ou l'autre s'est sauve, Et par ou l'un perit, un autre est conserve,"* answered Dubois, out of "Cinna." * "Example is often but a deceitful mirror, where sometimes one destroys himself, while another comes off safe; and where one perishes, another is preserved." "Corneille is right," rejoined the Regent.
General Franchet d'Esperey appeared, a robust, energetic man, and the following scene, described by one of the trench papers the Brise d'entonnoirs of the 82d Infantry took place: "The general stopped before the young hero and eyed him with evident pleasure; then he proclaimed him a gallant soldier, touched his two shoulders with his sword, as they did to champions of past ages, pinned the rosette on his coat, and embraced him.
Madame Necker writes of women: "Les femmes tiennent la place de ces lagers duvets qu'on introduit dans les caisses de porcelaine; on n'y fait point d'attention, mais si on les retire, tout se brise."
La Venus Anadyomene Est en pelisse a capuchon: Flore, que la brise malmene, Plonge ses mains dans son manchon. Et pour la saison, les bergeres De Coysevox et de Coustou, Trouvant leures echarpes legeres Ont des boas autour du cou. Of course, poetic pictures can be painted Gautier has painted them but the standard for each art is set by what it can do uniquely well.
Goldsmith, correct your arrogance, reduce your vanity, and endeavor to believe, as a man, you are of the plainest sort; and as an author, but a mortal piece of mediocrity. "Brise le miroir infidele Qui vous cache la verite. It would be difficult to devise a letter more calculated to wound the peculiar sensibilities of Goldsmith.
"Soldier and chief and rampart's strength are nought; Behold the conquering Cross! 'T is God the triumph wrought." "Chrétien! ce ne fut point Montcalm et la prudence, Ces arbres renversés, ces héros, leurs exploits, Qui des Anglais confus ont brisé l'espérance; C'est le bras de ton Dieu, vainqueur sur cette croix."
Do you remember that lovely French poem of Sully Prudhomme's I read you one night 'Le Vase Brisé'? The vase has had a blow. No one knew of it. But the little crack widens and grows. The water ebbs away the flowers die. 'Il est brisé n'y touchez pas! I can see it is just that Mr. Sorell feels about Otto.
A new intoxication carried him away. 'Il faut etre toujours ivre. Tout est la: c'est l'unique question. Little though he knew it, Gordon was a disciple of Baudelaire. 'Pour ne pas sentir l'horrible fardeau du Temps qui brise vos epaules et vous penche vers la terre, il faut vous enivrer sans treve. Yes- but how feeble were those gross resources of the miserable Abdul-Shakur! Rum? Brandy?
A gentleman.... Salvan ... a very famous gentleman.... And they have telegraphed his wife.... I heard it from Simon Ravanel.... It seems that the gentleman was smashed to bits brise en morceau. Épouvantable, n'est ce pas?" Grimshaw began to tremble. "Yes, yes," he said irritably. "But I am tired, little one. Go out, and shut the door!"
With that consummate tact of hers, in which I believe she was never surpassed by living thing, she even professed merely to have issued forth to taste "la brise du soir." "Quelle belle nuit!" cried she, looking up at the stars the moon was now gone down behind the broad tower of Jean Baptiste. "Qu'il fait bon? que l'air est frais!"
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