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...able hands as I laid my hand on Josephine’s steaming neck, listening to the black mare suck hard to get a breath of air. Her knees were bloody. Al... ...yes blazed angrily at each of them and my chestnut braid flapped against my black blouse as I paced. “Who did this to her,” I demanded again. I caugh... ...oupe leader. “He’s almost ready.” Ah yes, Pierrot: the far more fractious black Andalusian. Beautiful, fiery and, as Francois indicated, almost r... ...tch pinned to my blouse and realized that there would, no doubt, be another black-edged note waiting for me this evening since I was now late in cari... ...ent stall. As usual, Cesare was there; of course, there was also a note, a black-edged card whose envelope was sealed with a red death’s head in wa... ...s no better than she should be. Look at these books she reads: Balzac and Hugo. I ask you. Everyone knows French books are filled with filth. A...
...turally strong and powerfully expressive, had been burnt almost into Negro blackness by constant exposure to the tropical sun, and might, in their ord... ...eins of the forehead, the readiness with which the upper lip and its thick black moustaches quivered upon the slightest emotion, plainly intimated tha... ...pression of a mild blue eye, do not 20 Ivanhoe chase from your memory the black-tressed girls of Palestine, ay, or the houris of old Mahound’s paradi... ...; “Here is some one either asleep, or lying dead at the foot of this cross—Hugo, stir him with the but-end of thy lance.” This was no sooner done than... ...ed the rafters and beams of the low-browed hall, by encrusting them with a black varnish of soot. On the sides of the apartment hung implements of war... ... eight-pointed cross of his order was cut on the shoulder of his mantle in black velvet. The high cap no longer invested his brows, which were only sh...
... to it the Oxford phrase of going out as Grand Compounder), always assumed black silk stockings and pumps; nor would he on any account have degraded h... ... she was kneeling before the fire-grate, which she had been polishing with black lead. That part of her task was finished; and she had passed on to an... ... full disguise. This very night, if he will shave off his yellow hair, and blacken his eyebrows, buying, when morning light returns, a dark- colored w... ...re ex- hausted and footsore. In this condition it was easy to stop them. A blacksmith had silently reconnoitred them, and com- pared their appearance ... ...t, they are due to servile ratifications of old ones. When Sue, or Balzac, Hugo, or George Sand, comes before an English au- dience—the opportunity is... ...r of a Mahratta trooper, pain- fully gathering chout, or a cateran levying black-mail, or a decent tax-gatherer with an inkhorn at his button-hole, an...
...ven the greenness of a tree. The southerly heights, when I came here, were black with people, fishers waiting on wind and night. Now all the S.Y .S. (... ...ats put out to go home to the Hebrides, the girl here told me there was ‘a black wind’; and on going 5 The Letters of R. L. Stevenson: V ol. 1 out, I... .... 1 out, I found the epithet as justifiable as it was picturesque. A cold, black southerly wind, with occasional rising show- ers of rain; it was a fi... ...e south, however, is as fine a piece of coast scenery as I ever saw. Great black chasms, huge black cliffs, rug- ged and over-hung gullies, natural ar... ...narrative. Seven P .M. found me at Breadalbane Terrace, clad in spot- less blacks, white tie, shirt, et caetera, and finished off be- low with a pair ... ...rning. Everything wintry. I am very jolly, however, having finished Victor Hugo, and just looking round to see what I should next take up. I have been... ...a nice long letter (four sides) from Leslie Stephen to-day about my Victor Hugo. It is accepted. This ought to have made me gay, but it hasn’t. I am n...
...locks. They come at his summons; and he and the castle are hidden by their black legions. Froh, the Rainbow god, hastens to his side. At the stroke of... ...the Rainbow god, hastens to his side. At the stroke of Donner’s hammer the black murk is riven in all directions by darting ribbons of lightning; and ... ... that sticks in the tree; but he does not see it; and the embers sink into blackness. Then the woman re- turns. Hunding is safely asleep: she has drug... ...rns to V alhalla in despair. Whilst Brynhild is watching the course of the black thundercloud that marks her sister’s flight, the fires of Loki again ... ...nd that still makes him impossible in French politics as it was for Victor Hugo to bombard Napoleon III from his paper battery in Jersey. It was also ...
...? Did a freshwater lake community flee a saltwater surge that filled the Black Sea and scatter its language west toward the Atlantic, southeast tow... ...ge from the Mediterranean into the huge depression we know today as the Black Sea? Whence Cometh Indo-European Tongues? In prehistoric times—an... ...surged from the Mediterranean into the huge depression known today as the Black Sea. Driven from their homes by that fearsome flood, survivors disp... ...n word, nobody from that era has left us proof one way or another. This Black Sea-genesis account dovetails with conclusions outlined in Noah’s Flo... ... line that runs roughly from Scandinavia to Greece and almost touches the Black Sea. The eastward migration from the Black Sea left tongue-print... ...rce greater than an idea whose time has come.‖ —Victor Hugo. ―A people cannot hope to be both ignorant and free.‖ ...
...tion and refinement of crafts. -- 3. From Whence Cometh Indo-European Tongues?-Did a freshwater lake community flee a saltwater surge that filled the Black Sea and scatter its language west toward the Atlantic, southeast toward India, and northeast toward the Pacific? -- 4. Scripting Symbols of Shape-Scripting symbolic images lets man communicate over space and time. Balan...
...ast and weep, utter ing no word. Did my mind stop to mourn with that nude black sister of mine? No—it was far away from that scene in an instant, and... ... call the children back and hear them romp again with George—that peerless black ex slave and children’s idol who came one day—a flitting stranger—to ... ...sonally is that I would not be here now, but somewhere else; and probably black—there is no telling. What Is Man and Other Essays 88 Very well, I am... ...rone and dispossessed the Lancastrian dynasty. Edward V .; one third of a black square. ( Image not avail able—ed.) His uncle Richard had him murder... ...g over his head, which is a last—shoemaker’s last. Mary; five squares of black paper. ( Image not available— ed.) The picture represents a burning m... ...ns to see. It is somehow not the same gaze that people rivet upon a Victor Hugo, or Niagara, or the bones of the mastodon, or the guillotine of the Re... ...appease and satisfy the thirst of a lifetime. Satisfy it—that is the word. Hugo and the mastodon will still have a de gree of intense interest therea...
...AVOISIER (1743 - 1794) French Chemist 295 JOHN DALTON (1766 - 1844) English Chemist 295 JONS J. BERZELIUS (1779 - 1848) Swedish Chemist 295 JOSEPH BLACK (1728 - 1799) Scottish Chemist 295 HENRY CAVENDISH (1731 - 1810) English Chemist and Physicist 296 JOSEPH PRIESTLEY (1733 - 1804) English Chemist 296 KARL W. SCHEELE (1742 - 1786) Swedish Chemist 296 DANIEL RUTHERFO...
... of Journal des débats. There has been lots of talk on the origins of the French novel of the 19th century: Stendhal, Balzac, Dumas, Gautier, Sand or Hugo. One often forgets Eugène Sue. Still, The Mysteries of Paris occupies a unique space in the birth of this literary genre: it entranced thousands of readers for more than a year (even illiterates who had episodes read to ...
...tal of the “Carlton” or the “Travellers’,” is like every- body else’s; thy black coat has no more plaits, nor buttons, nor fancy in it than thy neighb... ...hich the warehouses were hung. Ringlets glossy, and curly, and jetty— eyes black as night—midsummer night—when it lightens; haughty noses bending like... ..., tawdry frip- peries, greasy spangles, and battered masks, into a shop as black and hideous as the entrance was foul. “This your home, Rafael?” said ... ... a prince in it, Mr. Lint,” pretty Rachel said, coaxing him with her beady black eyes. “It is the cheese,” replied Mr. Lint; “it ain’t the dress that ... ...afael opened the baize door by some secret contrivance, and they were in a black passage, with a curtain at the end. He clapped his hands; the curtain... ...ed attention. “We hear it stated that Mr. P . is of a very ancient family (Hugo de la Pluche came over with the Conqueror); and the new brougham which... ...d in former times; but if, in the works of Byron, Scott, Goethe, or Victor Hugo, the reader can find a more beautiful sentence than the above, I will ... ...about some silly quarrel over the wine-cup— a mere silly jape, believe me. Hugo de Brodenel would have no black bottle on the board. Gottfried was wro... ...ugh it had been a reed (it lighted three hundred yards off, on the foot of Hugo de Bunyon, who was smoking a cigar at the door of his tent, and caused...
... perhaps he was) contentedly practising many other things that to you seem black as hell. Every man is his own judge and mountain-guide through life. ... ...on at Colinton– they called out, ‘They are some of our own.’ ‘They are too blacke ‘ (I.E. numerous), ‘fie! fie! for ground to draw up on,’ cried Walla... ...nce; unless we consider as such a silly Chaldee manuscript in imitation of Blackwood, and a letter of reproof from a divinity student on the impiety o... ... they were written in Latin. He was well acquainted with the title-page of Blackstone’s Commentaries, and Argal (as the gravedigger in Hamlet says) he... ..., in the earlier work, and made it not altogether unwor- thy of its model, Hugo’s Legend of the Ages. But it becomes evident, on the most hasty retros... ... instant the net closes round the pilgrims, ‘the white robe falls from the black man’s body.’ Despair ‘getteth him a grievous crab-tree cudgel’; it wa...
... ordinary elephant. Near the root of this trunk was an immense quantity of black shaggy hair—more than could have been supplied by the coats of a scor... ... vengeance was complete. The eight corpses swung in their chains, a fetid, blackened, 29 V olume Five hideous, and indistinguishable mass. The crippl... ...not possible to mistake. These were known by their coats and pantaloons of black or brown, made to sit comfortably, with white cravats and waistcoats,... ...mend to young men temperance in eating and drinking. Just so, too, Jacobus Hugo has satisfied himself that, by Euenis, Homer meant to insinuate John C... ...f the villain at all, and one day when he had been cuffed until he grew so black in the face that one might have mistaken him for a little African, an... ...ever- end than his whole appearance; for he not only had on a full suit of black, but his shirt was perfectly clean and the collar turned very neatly ...
...ment the greatest that has been produced by any French writer since Victor Hugo penned ‘Les Miserables.’ Passing over the force and direct- ness of th... ...nd Rachel, the shortest of them all, a very young, dark girl, with eyes as black as ink, a Jewess, whose snub nose confirmed by exception 30 De Maupa... ...hel on to his knees, and, getting excited, at one moment kissed the little black curls on her neck, inhaling the pleas- ant warmth of her body, and al... ...ver hearts!” Thereupon Lieutenant Otto, who was a species of bear from the Black Forest, jumped up, inflamed and saturated with drink, and seized by a... ...so quickly that the glass upset, spilling the amber colored wine on to her black hair as if to baptize her, and broke into a hundred fragments as it f... ...uare, opposite the white, closed front of the mairie, the church, mute and black, showed its great oak door with the wrought-iron trimmings. Then, as ...
...ring tone, and the look truly of an angel, though whether of a white or of a black one might be dubious, proposed this toast: Die Sache der Armen in G... ...ast possible violence to the ear; yet all was tight and right there: hot and black came the coffee ever at the due moment; and the speechless Lieschen... ..., though the highest published creation, or work of genius, has nevertheless black spots and troubled nebulosities amid its effulgence,—a mixture of i... ...ncircled mountain pool, perhaps the crater of an extinct volcano; into whose black deeps you fear to gaze: those eyes, those lights that sparkle in it... ...ouse of Commons, we shall note what progress he has made. He digs up certain black stones from the bosom of the earth, and says to them, Transport me ... ...n extant! Deuce on it (verdammt), the little spitfires!—Nay, I think with old Hugo von Trim berg: ‘God must needs laugh outright, could such a thing b...