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Si un homme traite sa vie en artiste, son cerveau c'est son coeur, répondit-il s'enfonçant dans un fauteuil. Dorian Gray secoua la tête et plaqua quelques accords sur le piano. «Like the painting of a sorrow» répéta-t-il «a face without a heart.» L'autre se renversa, le regardant les yeux
It was in the arms of Mme. de La Fayette that Madame, her brief day of splendor over, fell into that strange slumber the wakening of which was to be so horrible; and it was Mme. de La Fayette who soothed the princess in those last hours, the torture of which drew tears even from the heart of Louis. M. Anatole France says that he suspects Mme. de La Fayette of having hated the King.
À propos, tu sauras que mon révérend admirateur a daigné écrire dans mon album. Ça finit ainsi: Calm and holy, Thou sittest by the fireside of the heart, Feeding its flames.
[Note 46: My heart is thirsty for that noble pledge. Pledge, coup de vin destiné
She thus might give the welcome of the dead: 'Here rest, my son, with me; the dream is fled; The motley mask and the great stir is o'er: Welcome to me, and to this silent bed, Where deep forgetfulness succeeds the roar Of Life, and fretting passions waste the heart no more.»
Si vous ne me croyez pas, lui dis-je en la quittant, croyez-en au moins votre poëte Tennyson: Never morning wore To evening, but some heart did break. Et ravi d'avoir trouvé
Femelle de singe!!! Oh! pardonne-moi, cher; oui, c'est infâme! mais malgré tout, je l'aime, je l'aime; et pour dire comme Othello, que j'imiterais si elle me trompait: «Her jesses are my dearest heart strings.» Meurent la gloire et l'art!... Elle m'est tout... je l'aime....
Oh! who can tell? save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide. The exulting sense the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way?
The hero awoke at dawn and saw that his treasure was gone. 2. The next day he saw that he had been robbed for the first time. 3. He began to weep bitterly. 4. Now, it was the prince that had deserted him in the heart of Africa. 5. He was sitting there with his head in his hands; suddenly he saw the camel looking at him. 6. Tartarin was stupefied on seeing the lion come forward. 7.
If he's a hero who can love and hate. As few can do, yet look just like the many; Who has a mind so poised by the weight Of his own worth, that e'en without a penny, Or one poor menial slave to grace his state, He'd feel as soaring and as proud of heart, As Rothschild's self or even Bonaparte. How many heroes never had a name! How many that have had one have none now!
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