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Updated: June 26, 2025
"Je voudrais bien d'un officier: Je voudrais bien d'un officier: Je marcherais a pas carres, Je marcherais a pas carres, Dans ma joli' chambrette, Ma luron, ma lurette Dans ma joli' chambrette, Ma luron, ma lure." The song ceased with a sound that was half laughter, half sigh. Before I realized what he was doing, Nick, instead of retracing his steps towards the house, started forward.
Fitzgerald had addressed to her sister, during his last visit, and, thinking she had discovered an important secret, she was disposed to use her power mischievously. Without waiting for a repetition of his request, she sang: "Petit blanc, mon bon frère! Ha! ha! petit blanc si doux! Il n'y a rien sur la terre De si joli que vous."
"Canape," cried Celeste, pointing to the ottoman. "Joli garcon," bawled out Cupidon, coming up to Newton, and pointing to himself. This created a laugh, and then the lesson was continued. Every article in the room was successively pointed out to Newton, and he was obliged to repeat the name; and afterwards the articles of their dress were resorted to, much to his amusement.
Tiens," she caught him by the lapels of his jacket and a passer-by might have surmised a pleading stage in a lovers' discussion, "I have heard there is a little little man in London oh, so little, et pas du tout joli." "I know," said Andrew, "but he is a great artist." "And so are you," she retorted.
Dalibard's lip curled at the boy's coxcombry, though such tastes he himself had fostered, according to his ruling principles, that to govern, you must find a foible, or instil it; but the sneer changed into a smile. "Are you satisfied with yourself, joli garcon?" he said, with saturnine playfulness.
His French valet is in attendance shaving him, and dressing his hair, and communicating what little intelligence he has been enabled to collect for his master's amusement. "Monsieur has not seen the young officer who was wounded?" "No; I wonder why they brought him up here. What sort of a person is he?" "C'est un joli garcon, Monsieur, avec l'air bien distingue.
Accumulating Troubles. Anxieties of La Salle. March on the Land. The Encampment. Wreck of the Aimable. Misadventure with the Indians. Commencement of Hostilities. Desertion of Beaujeu with the Joli. The Encampment. The Indians Solicit Friendship. The Cruel Repulse. Sickness and Sorrow. Exploring Expeditions. The Mississippi sought for in vain.
"Il est joli garcon," replied Madame de Fontanges. "Donnez-lui des habits, Fontanges; et ne l'envoyez pas encore." "Et pourquoi, mon amie?" "Je voudrois lui apprendre le Francais." "Cela ne se peut pas, ma chere; il est prisonnier." "Cela se peut, Monsieur de Fontanges," replied the lady. "Je n'ose pas," continued the husband. "Moi j'ose," replied the lady, decidedly.
He stopped near the kitchen door to look at a many-branched rose vine that ran all over the wall, full of cream-coloured, pink-tipped roses, just a shade stronger in colour than the clay wall behind them. Madame Joubert came over and stood beside him, looking at him and at the rosier, "Oui, c'est joli, n'est-ce pas?"
But I am not bad. If there was any sense in things they would give me an order and a nice long title Grande Maitresse de la Vie Princesse de Joie." She lifted her eyebrows at him to see whether he appreciated the joke. "Ah well no. I talk too much about myself. Tell me instead what you think of my leetle 'ome. C'est joli, n'cest-ce-pas?"
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