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Updated: July 27, 2025
But I don't care about it at all. It is not so very amusing at Madame de Lyr's. She always invites such a number of serious people. No doubt they are influential people, and may prove useful, but what does that matter to me? Come to dinner. You know that there is a bottle left of that famous Pomard; I have kept it for your partridge.
I won't offer you a glass of Madeira we shall dine at once. Ah! my dear fellow, you have turned up at the right moment; we are going to taste the first melon of the year this evening." "Unfortunately, I never eat melons, though I like to see others do so." "Well, then, I will offer you consolation by seeking out a bottle of my old Pomard for you.
Then he said in a weak, slow, and the quavering voice of an old man who is dying: 'The Pomard at the farther end on the left you know, my boy only for friends. He pressed my hand again, and, as if exhausted, closed his eyes, though I could see by the imperceptible motion of his lips that he was still smiling inwardly.
Exquisite bread of the Cafe Cluny, exquisite first glass of old Pomard tingling to my wet feet, indescribable first olive culled from the hors d'oeuvre I suppose, when I come to lie dying, and the lamp begins to grow dim, I shall still recall your savour.
I won't offer you a glass of Madeira we shall dine at once. Ah! my dear fellow, you have turned up at the right moment; we are going to taste the first melon of the year this evening." "Unfortunately, I never eat melons, though I like to see others do so." "Well, then, I will offer you consolation by seeking out a bottle of my old Pomard for you.
A succession of dishes of the most savoury description, which intermingled at regular intervals with a bottle of old Pomard, brought them to the dessert, at which they remained a long time sipping their coffee; and, with dilating nostrils, Madame Bordin dipped into her saucer her thick lip, lightly shaded with a black down. One day she appeared in a low dress. Her shoulders fascinated Bouvard.
And during the long drive to Piccadilly, and as he eat his sole and drank his Pomard, he dreamed of the hands he should hold, and of the risks he should run when the cards were bad. His brain glowed with subtle combinations and surprises, and he longed to measure his strength against redoubtable antagonists. The two great whist players, Longley and Lovegrove, were there.
fr. s. Clarette 6 0 Vin de Bourgogne 1 15 Vin de Chablis 2 0 Vin de Beaune 2 5 Vin de Mulsaux 3 0 Vin de Montrachet 3 10 Vin de Pomard 3 10 Vin de Volnay 3 10 Vin de Nuits 3 10 Vin de Grave 5 0 Vin de Soterne 5 0 Vin de Champagne mousseux 5 0 Vin de champagne, mousseux 4 0 Tisane de Champagne 3 10 Vin de Rose 5 0 Vin de Silery rouge 6 0 Vin de Silery blanc 6 0 Vin de Pierri 5 0 Vin d'Ai 5 0 Vin de Porto 6 0 Latour 6 0 Vin de Cote-Rotie 5 0
The cloth was white, the cutlery bright, the oysters fresh; the partridge, cooked to perfection, exhaled a delightful odor. Madame was charming, and laughed at everything. Monsieur unbent his brows and stretched himself on the chair. Monsieur This Pomard is very good. Won't you have some, little dear? Madame Yes, your little dear will. Monsieur Ah! you have put on your Louis Seize ring.
Then he said in a weak, slow, and the quavering voice of an old man who is dying: 'The Pomard at the farther end on the left you know, my boy only for friends. He pressed my hand again, and, as if exhausted, closed his eyes, though I could see by the imperceptible motion of his lips that he was still smiling inwardly.
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