"Neberdeless, mind you"--here the orator brimmed his glass from the bottle and swallowed the contents with a dry eye--"mind you, a roytious man, sech as ministers of de gospel and dere body-sarvants, can take a leetle for de weak stomach."
Le train des equipages.
SEE Taylor, Ellen Du Poise.
Argyle, Duke of, Attorney General, Bathurst, Mr. Baltimore, Lord, Barnard, Sir John, Barrington, Mr. Bedford, Duke of, Bladen, Mr. Bowles, Mr. Brown, Mr. Burrel, Mr. Campbell, Mr. Carew, Mr. Carlisle, Lord, Carteret, Lord, Cholmondeley, Lord, Clutterbuck, Mr. Cocks, Mr. Cornwall, Capt.
Le bonheur n'est pas chose aisee: il est tres difficile de le trouver en nous, et impossible de le trouver ailleurs.
Nequitia est quae te non sinet esse senem.
Also in a contemporary account of the fall of Acre (1291): "Renovatur ergo bellum terribile inter alterutros ... clamoribus interjectis hine et inde ad terrorem; ita ut nec Deus tonans in sublime coaudiri potuisset."
On the 10th, a great battle will be fought, which will begin at four of the clock in the afternoon, and last until nine at night, with great obstinacy, but no very decisive event.
XII A Petition "'Then we are to lose Madame la Comtesse, but I hope only for a few hours,' I said, with a low bow.
Cada una de aquellas almas inocentes iba acompanada de un arcangel purisimo que le cubria con la sombra de sus alas.
The hooligan may or may not have any respect at all for the Lord Chief Justice: that is a matter which we may contentedly leave as a solemn psychological mystery.
On the evening of the day when she was buried, a rich man went, not to Pilate, but to the cure of the place.
Gloom deepened and had no light to relieve it, men supped full of horrors--there was no slackening of the tension, no concession to overwrought nerves, no resting-place for the overwrought soul.
So that as we from step to step Are plac'd throughout this kingdom, pleases all, E'en as our King, who in us plants his will; And in his will is our tranquillity; It is the mighty ocean, whither tends Whatever it creates and nature makes."
In no country is this melancholy social slavery more usual than in England, with all its political freedom, although there are noble exceptions.
Thou hast judged, O puissant Emperor of Heaven!
"Il fallait que tu fusses plongee dans un sommeil bien profond, lui dit en riant le prince, puisque tu n'as pas entendu entrer les ravisseurs.--Oui, je dormais fort paisiblement, repartit la vieille, dans la certitude ou j'etais que Votre Hautesse veillait pour la securite generale."
I have not said a word of that kind.
Zerbino turned with indignation to smite him, but the villain, seeing what was coming, galloped off; and meanwhile Cloridan, thinking that his friend was slain, came leaping full of rage out of the wood, and laid about him with his sword in mortal desperation.