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Je n'ose pas penser combien ce serait gentil si ma cherie etait avec moi, parceque cela me rend triste tout de suite; mais je t'ecrirai presque tous les jours, quelquefois brievement quand je serai trop presse. Sois gentille toi, et ecris souvent; les bonnes nouvelles que tu m'envoies de ta sante et de celle des enfants m'ont rendu mon courage et ce que je puis avoir de gaiete." "Samedi.
"Moi, de cinq ours la souveraine, Qui leur donne et present des lois, Faut-il que je sois
Believe, then, what you can; believe it as you can; one prayer, at least, we have in common; I also cry 'O Dieu, sois appaise envers moi qui suis pecheur!" He leaned on the back of my chair.
If many of them have been deeply melancholy, they have nevertheless taken counsel with themselves, and have said, with Baudelaire: "Sois sage, ô ma douleur, et tiens-toi plus tranquille." All expression is made in low, aristocratic tone, in grisaille. Most often it achieves itself through a silvery grace.
Then, drawing from her finger a plain gold ring, she offered it to her companion, who took it as she spoke. "If you will show this to Sir Guy," she said, "he will know that the case is serious. It beareth writing within the circle 'Sois fidèle' do you see?" "Be faithful ay." "'Twill be an admonition for you both," said Phoebe, with a faint smile.
"Ciudad fuerte y mas hermosa Que de Asirio acometida No lograra verte herida Su saeta ponzonosa Pues para ser victoriosa De su poder infernal Sois Maria concebida Sin pecado original." "Luna llena de esplandor Sin ser nunca eclipsada Porque fuiste iluminada De un sol de poder, y amor Pues por no ver el horror De un eclipse criminal Sois Maria concebida Sin pecado original."
Ah! que ce rude et dur guerrier Nous a coute de sang et de pleurs et d'outrage Pour quelques rameaux de laurier! "Eh bien! dans tous ces jours d'abaissement, de peine, Pour tous ces outrages sans nom, Je n'ai jamais charge qu'un etre de ma haine,... Sois maudit, O Napoleon!"
A little later she hung on the wall of her bedroom a bit of embroidery of her own manufacture, a square piece of watered silk, on which in bold relief stood the characters 60 H, a device understood by no one but herself, one which her imagination had evolved out of the aridity of a French copy-book, and which each night and each morning said to her, Sois sans tache.
And all the time we yell at him: "Will you deny love, you villain? Will you?" And by the time he faintly squeaks, "I want to be loved! I want to be loved!" we have got so used to running over him with our love-tanks that we don't feel in a hurry to leave off. "Sois mon frère, ou je te tue." "Sois mon frère, ou je me tue."
Ah! que ce rude et dur guerrier Nous a coute de sang et de pleurs et d'outrage Pour quelques rameaux de laurier! "Eh bien! dans tous ces jours d'abaissement, de peine, Pour tous ces outrages sans nom, Je n'ai jamais charge qu'un etre de ma haine,... Sois maudit, O Napoleon!"
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