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Updated: June 21, 2025
«Des montagnes basses (comme le Jura, qui est bas comparativement aux Alpes) sont bientôt fixées par ce moyen. Il ne se fait presque qu'un seul talus depuis leur sommet jusques dans les basses vallées, ou sur la plaine. Aussi l'état de ces montagnes est-il déj
'Ah! Je le répète sans cesse, il n'y a qu'un malheur, celui d'être né. The grasshopper had become a burden; and yet death seemed as little desirable as life. 'Comment est-il possible, she asks, 'qu'on craigne la fin d'une vie aussi triste? When Death did come at last, he came very gently.
"Est-il beau?" called my husband, who was driving. "Oui, monsieur." "Yes, John, come just here, it is perfectly good." "No, no go a little farther down. See the white gravel just there it will be firmer still, there." Such were the contradictory directions given.
On their arrival, Newton was surrounded by twenty or thirty slaves of both sexes, who chattered and jabbered a thousand questions concerning him to the negro captain and Gustave Adolphe, neither of whom condescended to reply. "Monsieur de Fontanges ou est-il?" inquired the old negro. "Monsieur dort," replied a little female voice.
Ce sont de beaux hommes bourtant; point de tenue militaire, mais de grands gaillards; si je les avais dans ma compagnie de la Garde, j'en ferai de bons soldats. Canaillard. Est-il bete, cet Allemand! Les grands hommes ne font pas toujours de bons soldats, Monsieur. Il me semble que les soldats de France qui sont de ma taille, Monsieur, valent un peu mieux . . . Bobwitz. Vous croyez? Canaillard.
This was quite an event, and gave a fillip to the inertness of Madame de Fontanges, whose curiosity was excited. "A-t'-il bonne mine, Charlotte?" "Oui, madame, c'est un bel homme." "Et ou est-il?" "Avec Nicholas." "Et Monsieur?" "Monsieur dort." "Il faut l'eveiller. Faites bien mes compliments au Monsieur de Fontanges, et dites-lui que je me trouve fort malade, et que je voudrois lui parler.
When Asako spoke in French it meant that something grave was afoot. She was afraid that her unsteady English might muddle what she intended to say. Lady Everington knew that it must be another proposal; she had already dealt with three. "Eh bien, cette fois qui est-il?" she asked. "Le capitaine Geoffroi" answered Asako. Then her friend knew that it was serious.
Est-il question de flechir par vos soins et par vos attentions les rigueurs de quelque fiere Princesse'? You may safely trust me; for though I am a severe censor of vice and folly, I am a friend and advocate for pleasures, and will contribute all in my power to yours. There is a certain dignity to be kept up in pleasures, as well as in business.
She related that a certain Prince Henri d'Angleterre had buzzed at his ear annoyingly. 'Et Gascoigne, ou est-il? called the King, and the Judge stepped forth to correct the obstreperous youth. The Judge was Jennings, clearly prepared by my father to foil the Prince no other than Edbury.
Voices came to us from within; one was Césarine's, the other had a ring that reminded me at once of Medhurst and the Seer, of Elihu Quackenboss and Algernon Coleyard. They were talking together in French; and now and then we caught the sound of stifled laughter. We opened the door. "Est-il drôle, donc, ce vieux?" the man's voice was saying. "C'est
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