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"Well, Madame," resumed Scudery, "I now declare it in your house: this work, printed under my name, is by my sister she who translated 'Sappho' so agreeably." And without being asked, he recited in a declamatory tone verses ending thus: L'Amour est un mal agreable Don't mon coeur ne saurait guerir; Mais quand il serait guerissable, Il est bien plus doux d'en mourir.
I could not have come to-day had my lady been at home; but I would not brook a hireling's dictation. Voyons, p'tite tante, tu seras miladi Warner. Dis, dis, que je te fasse mourir de baisers." She was almost stifling her aunt with kisses in the intervals of her eager speech. "The last word has been spoken, Papillon. I have sent him away and it was not the first time. I had refused him before.
The most passionate lover in the world cannot make a stronger declaration of love than the 'Bourgeois gentilhomme' does in this happy form of words, 'Mourir d'amour me font belle Marquise vos beaux yeux'. I defy anybody to say more; and yet I would advise nobody to say that, and I would recommend to you rather to smother and conceal your passion entirely than to reveal it in these words.
At some future time we shall ransack the lower floor of the little house on the beach and discover what is to be found there. "Le dernier gentilhomme de France vient de mourir!" exclaimed the Figaro a short time ago when recording the death of the Count de Cambis. But the announcement has been made so often during the last century that we are led to hope that the race may not be extinct yet.
They had been such strong and sturdy men, tilling their Flemish fields, and living with a quiet faith in their hearts. Now they were dying before their time, conscious, some of them, that death was near, so that weak tears dropped upon their beards, and in their eyes was a great fear and anguish. "Je ne veux pas mourir!" said one of them. "O ma pauvre femme! Je ne veux pas mourir!"
Champfleury smoked his short pipe and discussed with me the prospects of French politics. His father was, he told me, an old Bonapartist of the first water, but had been moved to exclaim, a short time before, after reading the papers day after day, 'Pourtant, avant de mourir je voudrais voir autre chose. We parted very affectionately at the door of the embassy.
Aux deux extrémités de ce côté il y avoit autrefois deux beaux palais qui, si l'on en juge par les ruines et les restes qui en subsistent encore, étoient très-forts. On m'a conté qu'ils ont été abattus par un empereur dans une circonstance où, prisonnier du Turc, il courut risque de la vie. Celui-ci exigeoit qu'il lui livrât Constantinople, et, en cas de refus, il menaçoit de le faire mourir. L'autre répondit qu'il préféroit la mort
A column rushes down the Champs-Elysées, and, having been repulsed at an escalade of the railings of the Chamber of Deputies, retires, shouting the Marseillaise and a chorus from the new opera of the Girondins, "Mourir pour la Patrie." At dusk a deputation of students, at the office of "Le National," presents a petition for the impeachment of the Ministry.
'Mourir c'est rien, mais souffrir! That is the hard part of it! Let us all pray for the Pope, my friends! he is an old man!" "When you are silent, Zouche," said Thord with a half smile; "We may perhaps meditate upon him in our thoughts, but not while you talk thus volubly! You take up time and Pequita is getting tired."
While still breathing, he desired not to be carried below, but to be left to die upon deck, exclaiming in a firm voice, "Un amiral Francais doit mourir sur son banc de quart." "A French admiral ought to die on his quarter-deck." While the ship was in flames, the boats of the British ships put off to save the hapless crew, seventy of whom were thus rescued.
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