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Prince Boris walked back; before a little cabin that stood out like an afterthought, he again paused. Click! click! The wireless! His excellency, stepping nearer, peered through a window in upon the operator, a slender young man French. A message was being received. Who were they that thus dared span space to reach out toward him? Ei! ei! "The devil has long arms."
The genitive of words in -a is in this group as among the Greeks -as, among the Romans in the matured language -ae; that of words in -us is in the Samnite -eis, in the Umbrian -es, among the Romans -ei; the locative disappeared more and more from the language of the latter, while it continued in full use in the other Italian dialects; the dative plural in -bus is extant only in Latin.
They never calculate on the love of people." "And that I know their political secrets," added the prince. "Ei!" hissed Tutmosis. "That is the one thing that was not needed." "No help for it now," said Ramses. "Send out our couriers immediately to the regiments; let the chiefs meet to-morrow morning in a military council.
"Salvum me fac, Deus, quoniam intraverunt aquoe usque ad animam meam. "Infixus sum in limo profundi; et non est substantia." At the same time, another voice, separate from the choir, intoned upon the steps of the chief altar, this melancholy offertory, "Qui verbum meum audit, et credit ei qui misit me, habet vitam oeternam et in judicium non venit; sed transit a morte im vitam*."
I will kneel down;" and he flung himself on the ground, and placed his ear close to my mouth. "Now speak if you can. Hey! what! no, sure, God forbid!" then starting up, he cried to a female who sat in the cart, anxiously looking on "Gwenwyn! Gwenwyn! yw y gwas wedi ei gwenwynaw. The oil! Winifred, the oil!"
Beroaldi altered this to "quod ei cis Vectium Plaucium dissimu lavisset."
"Lux eterna lucet ei," he said with a steady smile; "atque lucebit," he added after a pause. He had been painting that day an agonising Christ, red and languid, crowned with thorns. Some of his own torment seems to have entered it, for, looking at it now, we see, first of all, wild eyeballs staring with the mad earnestness, the purposeless intensity of one seized or "possessed."
"Is he hit? Oh, Rex! did you hit him?" "Ei! Zimbach!" Sepp slipped the leash, the hound sprang away, and in a moment his bell-like voice announced Rex's good fortune. Ruth flew like the wind, not heeding their anxious calls to be careful, to wait for help. It was not far to go, and her light, sure foot brought her to the spot first.
He was a linguist, too, was Wärli, and could speak broken English in a most fascinating way, agreeable to every one, but intelligible only to himself. Well, he came whistling up the stairs when he heard Marie's blithe voice humming her favourite spinning-song. "Ei, Ei!" he said to himself; "Marie is in a good temper to-day. I will give her a call as I pass."
This is what I heard sung by a lady last night. Eu un Da' ei u aa an oo. By oo eeeeyee aa Vaullee, Vaullee, Vaullee, Vaullee, Vaullee om is igh eeaa An ellin in is ud. Mrs. Dodd. That sounds like gibberish. Sampson. It is gibberish, but it's Drydenish in articulating mouths. It is
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