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Updated: June 5, 2025
Toi qui nous apportas l'épée Le glaive de Justice Et nous ordonnas de l'acheter Fût ce an prix de nos tuniques, Toi qui renversas les tables des marchants Installés sous Tes portiques, Donne
Don't do what I did, with my blind man of the Pont de la Concorde, that frightful clarinet-player, who for the last ten years has been blighting my life by playing all day 'De tes fils, Norma. I have tried everything to get him away from there money, threats. Nothing has succeeded in inducing him to go. The police? Ah, yes, indeed.
These poor pitiful fellows that's workin' in this factory, makin' these here Colonial ploughs union's all right for them 'tes all mechanical; but a man on the land, 'e's got to put the land first, whether 'tes his own or some one else's, or he'll never do no good; might as well go for a postman, any day. I'm keepin' of you, though, with my tattle!"
'Tes an old family to Dartymouth an' Plymouth," she went on in a communicative outburst. "They du say Francis Drake tuke five o' they Pearses with 'en to fight the Spaniards. At least that's what I've heard Mr. Zachary zay; but Ha-apgood can tell yu." Poor Hopgood, the amount of information she saddles him with in the course of the day!
Suddenly the music ceased, and, with laughter and pretty cries of expectation, gay gown and fan and hoop and the many-coloured uniforms trooped out from the doors, as I learned later, to see the fireworks, over which were to be set off for final flattery in fiery letters, "Tes Lauriers Sont Immortels." I hope he liked them, those unfading laurels!
I 'ad a master once that was never content so long's we wasn't content. That farm was better worked than any in the parish." "Yes, but the difficulty is to get masters that can see the other side; a man doesn't care much to look at home." The old man's dark eyes twinkled. "No; an' when 'e does, 'tes generally to say: 'Lord, an't I right, an' an't they wrong, just? That's powerful customary!"
Ashurst pointed to the narrow green mound. "Can you tell me what this is?" The old fellow stopped; on his face had come a look as though he were thinking: 'You've come to the right shop, mister! "'Tes a grave," he said. "But why out here?" The old man smiled. "That's a tale, as yu may say. An' not the first time as I've a-told et there's plenty folks asks 'bout that bit o' turf.
After supper the young people drifted out of doors, and before the girls, wrapping themselves against the dew, joined them, Archelaus drifted in his cat-like way odd for so big a man to Ishmael's side. "Will I wish 'ee joy, Ishmael?" he asked. "'Tes easy to see where your heart be set. Does the maid feel she can love 'ee and Cloom Manor?"
Most of it was anonymous. I have kept it all, however, and I quote the following poem, which is rather nice: Passant, te voila sans abri: La flamme a ravage ton gite. Hier plus leger qu'un colibri; Ton esprit aujourd'hui s'agite, S'exhalant en gemissements Sur tout ce que le feu devore. Tu pleures tes beaux diamants?... Non, tes grands yeux les ont encore!
At the gate of the wild meadow he came on the lame man and his cows. "Beautiful day, Jim!" "Ah! 'Tes brave weather for the grass. The ashes be later than th' oaks this year. 'When th' oak before th' ash " Ashurst said idly: "Where were you standing when you saw the gipsy bogie, Jim?" "It might be under that big apple tree, as you might say." "And you really do think it was there?"
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