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I had taken up another sheet to say something more, I know not what; but the appearance of a fine sheep's-head smoking on the table has attractions not to be resisted. Laissez moi diner, "and then," &c. Madame j'ais bien diner, and j'ai fait mettre mon writing-desk sur le table a diner. La pauvre Celeste. Adieu. Frederica, St. Simon's, September 15, 1804.
When he went out, he always asked his adversary, 'Where will you like it? your lungs, your heart, your brain? It is quite a matter of choice; and whichever they chose, he shot there. Le pauvre Rire-pour-tout! He was always good-natured." "And did he never meet his match?" asked a sous-officier of the line. The speaker looked down on the piou-piou with superb contempt, and twisted his mustaches.
I will leave the masters of bibliography to sing of greater matters, and will launch upon no more daring voyage than one autour de ma pauvre bibliothèque. I have heard that the late Mr.
He tried it but it was quite a failure; Lady Cecilia, as he overheard, whispered to Helen what was once so happily said "Ah! le pauvre homme! comme il se batte les flancs d'un enthousiasme de commande." Horace was too clever a man to persist in a wrong line, or one in which his test of right success did not crown his endeavours.
Half crying with joy, and still wild with anger, she kissed the beast, and abused her tormentors by turns. "Cannoniers that ye are," she cried, "ma foi! you'll have little face for the fire when the day comes that ye should face it! Pauvre Gregoire, they've left thee a tail like a tirailleur's feather! Plagues light on the thieves that did it!
You hear the soft wind from the shore battle with the great wind from the Gulf? Perhaps it is she, pauvre mêre perhaps. "The Grand Seigneur? He never comes, for he died unrepentant and unpardoned. The lost do not return to Earth and Hope. He never comes. Only the mother comes the mother who weeps and seeks, and hears the baby cry."
'Many people have love in their lives without a violent public scandal, he repeated. 'Yes, I know. I understand what you mean. But I hate deceit, Landi. I don't think I could lead a double life. And even if I would, he wouldn't! She spoke rather proudly. 'Pauvre garcon! said Sir Tito. 'Je l'admire. 'So do I, said Edith.
Further on lay, sleeping fitfully, a boy of scarcely more than seventeen, with rounded cheeks and fair, white brow like a child's, whose uncovered chest was delicate as a girl's, and through whose long, brown lashes tears in his slumber were stealing as his rosy mouth murmured, "Mere! Mere! Pauvre mere!"
Safely hidden, we watched the rowers draw in to shore, with brisk strokes, singing a quaint farewell song of the voyageurs, called La Pauvre Mere, of which the refrain is: "And his mother says, 'My dear, For your absence I shall grieve; Come you home within the year."
Why if you won't think my curiosity impertinent why Francois Villon?" "Why not?" said Peter. "He made such a tremendous outcry when he was condemned to death, for one thing. You should have heard him. He has a voice! Then, for another, he takes such a passionate interest in his meat and drink. And then, if you come to that, I really had n't the heart to call him Pauvre Lelian."
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