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Page 114
... Douai was reached at last . Douai ! but Douai in a state of apparent frenzy , with a surging crowd whose uproar could be heard above our engine's shriek , hundreds of people rushing hither and thither , climbing into cars , clamoring ...
... Douai was reached at last . Douai ! but Douai in a state of apparent frenzy , with a surging crowd whose uproar could be heard above our engine's shriek , hundreds of people rushing hither and thither , climbing into cars , clamoring ...
Page 117
... Douai . A sprightly and attractive little girl was Mademoiselle Thérèse , barely eight feet high , and wearing a round cap and spotless pinafore . In her hand she carried a paper windmill , that an tique Douai toy with which we see the ...
... Douai . A sprightly and attractive little girl was Mademoiselle Thérèse , barely eight feet high , and wearing a round cap and spotless pinafore . In her hand she carried a paper windmill , that an tique Douai toy with which we see the ...
Page 118
... Douai when the famous Ranz des Douaisiens was ringing triumphantly in their ears ? For this little French town , smaller than many a ten - year - old city in the West , has an ancient and honorable past ; and her martial deeds have been ...
... Douai when the famous Ranz des Douaisiens was ringing triumphantly in their ears ? For this little French town , smaller than many a ten - year - old city in the West , has an ancient and honorable past ; and her martial deeds have been ...
Page 119
... Douai . St. Maurand , it is said , fought for the welfare of his town as St. Iago fought for the glory of Spain ; and there is a charming legend to show how keenly he watched over the people who trusted to his care . In 1556 , on the ...
... Douai . St. Maurand , it is said , fought for the welfare of his town as St. Iago fought for the glory of Spain ; and there is a charming legend to show how keenly he watched over the people who trusted to his care . In 1556 , on the ...
Page 120
... Douai to a swift recog- nition of his peril . Soldiers sprang to arms ; citizens swarmed out of their comfortable homes ; and while the bells still pealed forth their terrible summons , those who were first at the defenses saw for one ...
... Douai to a swift recog- nition of his peril . Soldiers sprang to arms ; citizens swarmed out of their comfortable homes ; and while the bells still pealed forth their terrible summons , those who were first at the defenses saw for one ...
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Page 146 - ... we know our liberty. Our life is short, and our days run As fast away as does the sun. And, as a vapour or a drop of rain, Once lost, can ne'er be found again, So when or you or I are made A fable, song, or fleeting shade, All love, all liking, all delight Lies drown'd with us in endless night. Then, while time serves, and we are but decaying, Come, my Corinna, come, let's go a-Maying.
Page 151 - Tis Jove's decree, In a bowl Care may not be ; In a bowl Care may not be. Fear ye not the waves that roll ? No : in charmed bowl we swim. What the charm that floats the bowl ? Water may not pass the brim. The bowl goes trim. The moon doth shine. And our ballast is old wine...
Page 230 - Banks and tariffs, the newspaper and caucus, Methodism and Unitarianism, are flat and dull to dull people, but rest on the same foundations of wonder as the town of Troy and the temple of Delphi, and are as swiftly passing away.
Page 138 - ... sorrow, You shall perhaps not do it to-morrow. Best, while you have it, use your breath; There is no drinking after death. Wine works the heart up, wakes the wit; There is no cure 'gainst age but it. It helps the headache, cough, and tisic, And is for all diseases physic.
Page 21 - But marriage, if comfortable, is not at all heroic. It certainly narrows and damps the spirits of generous men. In marriage, a man becomes slack and selfish, and undergoes a fatty degeneration of his moral being.
Page 157 - to contrive you should have six months' imprisonment in order to procure you that pleasure. His chapters inspire me with more enthusiasm than even poetry itself. And the noble canon, with what true chivalrous feeling he confines his beautiful expressions of sorrow to the death of the gallant and high-bred knight, of whom it was a pity to see the fall, such was his loyalty to...
Page 141 - ... it. Merrily, merrily, merrily, oh, ho! Play it off stiffly, we may not part so. Wine is a charm, it heats the blood too, Cowards it will arm, if the wine be good too; Quickens the wit, and makes the back able, Scorns to submit to the watch or constable. Merrily, &c.
Page 142 - Swell me a bowl with lusty wine, Till I may see the plump Lysaus swim Above the brim. I drink as I would write, In flowing measure, filled with flame and sprite.
Page 209 - Here, my dear Lucy, hide these books - quick, quick - fling Peregrine Pickle under the toilet - throw Roderick Random into the closet - put The Innocent Adultery into The Whole Duty of Man — thrust Lord Aimworth under the sofa - cram Ovid behind the bolster - there - put The Man of Feeling into your pocket - so, so, now lay Mrs Chapone in sight, and leave Fordyce's Sermons open on the table.
Page 150 - Three merry ghosts — three merry ghosts — three merry ghosts are we : Let the ocean be Port, and we'll think it good sport To be laid in that Red Sea. With songs that jovial spectres chaunt, Our old refectory still we haunt. The traveller hears our midnight mirth : " O list !" he cries, "the haunted choir ! The merriest ghost that walks the earth, Is sure the ghost of a ghostly friar.