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"He is welcome, Montagu, to our poor house," said the archbishop, rising, and complacently glancing at his palace, splendidly gleaming through the trellis-work. 'Puer ingenui vultus. Thou art acquainted, doubtless, young sir, with the Humaner Letters?"
I happened to be present, sir, at a scene which did you the greatest honour, and of which I spoke, not knowing you, with something like levity to your son. He is an ingenui vultus puer ingenuique pudoris Pendennis, how are you?
The young nobleman replied, bowing low "Imo, rex augustissime biennium fere apud lugdunenses Moratus sum." James proceeded "Biennium dicis? Bene, bene, optume factum est non uno Die, quod dicunt, intelligisti, domine glenvarlochiensis? Aha!" Nigel replied by a reverent bow, and the king, turning to those behind him, said "Adolescens quidem ingenui vultus ingenuique pudoris."
And truly I must say, though he hath the character of being a little wild, I never saw any harm in the young man; nor can I say I have heard any, save what your worship now mentions. I wish, indeed, he was a little more regular in his responses at church; but altogether he seems Ingenui vultus puer ingenuique pudoris.
"He is welcome, Montagu, to our poor house," said the archbishop, rising, and complacently glancing at his palace, splendidly gleaming through the trellis-work. "'Puer ingenui vultus. Thou art acquainted, doubtless, young sir, with the Humaner Letters?"
It was easy to see by their dress and manner that they were two of those wandering students who formed about this time so enormous a multitude in every country in Europe. The one was long and thin, with melancholy features, while the other was fat and sleek, with a loud voice and the air of a man who is not to be gainsaid. "Come hither, good youth," he cried, "come hither! Vultus ingenui puer.
Say that over again, my good sir," quoth Sir Richard, who had thus arrived, as we have seen, at the second count of the indictment. "I say, good sir, whence dost thou hear all these pretty stories?" "My son Jack, Sir Richard, my son Jack, ingenui vultus puer." "But not, it seems, ingenui pudoris. Tell thee what, Mr.
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