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Miss Barnet slid ingratiating fingers into the curve of the older woman's arm; her voice was smooth as salve. "Aw, Dee Dee, who ever heard of wearing fur on a hat in April? I gotta stick a red bow on my last summer's sailor, Dee Dee." Miss Edith Worte stiffened so that the muscles sprang out in the crook of her arm and the cords in her long, yellowing neck.
Sie muessen so freundlich sein, und verzeih mich die interlarding von ein oder zwei Englischer Worte, hie und da, denn ich finde dass die deutsche is not a very copious language, and so when you've really got anything to say, you've got to draw on a language that can stand the strain.
Im ganzen haltet euch an Worte, So geht euch durch die sichere Pforte Zum Tempel der Gewissheit ein. Yet reflection might have shown you that the word of the master held no objective account of the nature and origin of beauty, but was the vague expression of his highly complex emotions.
The Establishment of the Military Monarchy Wie er sich sieht so um und um, Kehrt es ihm fast den Kopf herum, Wie er wollt' Worte zu allem finden? Wie er mocht' so viel Schwall verbinden? Wie er mocht' immer muthig bleiben So fort und weiter fort zu schreiben? Goethe. Marcus Lepidus and Quintus Sertorius The Opposition Jurists Aristocrats Friendly to Reform Democrats
Le Banquet Infernal, the First Scherzo, op. 20 what a misnomer! Ballade ohne Worte, the G minor Ballade there is a polyglot mess for you! Les Plaintives, Nocturnes, op. 27; La Meditation, Second Scherzo, B flat minor- meditation it is not! II Lamento e la Consolazione, Nocturnes, op. 32; Les Soupirs, Nocturnes, op. 37, and Les Favorites, Polonaises, op. 40.
Bower smiled pleasantly, and gesticulated with hands and shoulders in a way that was foreign to his studiously cultivated English habit of repose. Indeed, with his climber's garb he seemed to have acquired a new manner. There was a perplexing change in him since the morning. "Yes," he said. "I understand perfectly. You and I might sing lieder ohne worte, Miss Wynton.
"Going for supper?" "Yeh. He invited me. This is cottage-pudding night; tell old lady Finch when I ain't home for supper you got two desserts coming to you." "I don't want no supper." "Aw, now, Dee Dee!" Miss Worte dropped her dark cape from her shoulders, hung it with her hat on a door peg, and sat heavily on the edge of the bed. "God! my feet!" "Soak 'em."
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