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... soleil qui leur manque . D'ailleurs expansif , hospi- talier , prodigue même , avec une franche verve im- prudente ' , jusqu'à s'abandonner complétement de- vant l'Écossais Drummond son hôte , un pédant rigoriste et malveillant , qui a ...
... soleil qui leur manque . D'ailleurs expansif , hospi- talier , prodigue même , avec une franche verve im- prudente ' , jusqu'à s'abandonner complétement de- vant l'Écossais Drummond son hôte , un pédant rigoriste et malveillant , qui a ...
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... soleil . Vous auriez dû vous servir de l'huile blanche que je vous ai donnée . » Il tire la fiole de sa poche , et la farde sur les deux joues . Entre chaque coup de pinceau , ils parlent du meurtre qu'ils viennent de concerter , de ce ...
... soleil . Vous auriez dû vous servir de l'huile blanche que je vous ai donnée . » Il tire la fiole de sa poche , et la farde sur les deux joues . Entre chaque coup de pinceau , ils parlent du meurtre qu'ils viennent de concerter , de ce ...
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... soleil , au vent , à la pluie , Que vous pourrez appliquer avec l'haleine ou avec de l'huile , Comme vous l'aimerez mieux , et qui durera environ qua- torze heures 1 . Il finit en la félicitant sur son prochain change- ment de mari ...
... soleil , au vent , à la pluie , Que vous pourrez appliquer avec l'haleine ou avec de l'huile , Comme vous l'aimerez mieux , et qui durera environ qua- torze heures 1 . Il finit en la félicitant sur son prochain change- ment de mari ...
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... soleil , Plus brillant que ton père , laisse - moi te baiser Avec adoration , toi et tous ces trésors , Reliques sacrées de cette chambre bénite ' . Un instant après , le nain , l'eunuque et l'andro- gyne de la maison entonnent une ...
... soleil , Plus brillant que ton père , laisse - moi te baiser Avec adoration , toi et tous ces trésors , Reliques sacrées de cette chambre bénite ' . Un instant après , le nain , l'eunuque et l'andro- gyne de la maison entonnent une ...
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... soleil levant ne brille pas sur moi . VOLTORE . Il brillera sur toi , et il te réchauffera aussi , Mosca . MOSCA . Seigneur , je ne suis pas l'homme qui ai rendu à votre grâce 1 . VOLTORE . Am I inscribed his heir for certain ? Are you ...
... soleil levant ne brille pas sur moi . VOLTORE . Il brillera sur toi , et il te réchauffera aussi , Mosca . MOSCA . Seigneur , je ne suis pas l'homme qui ai rendu à votre grâce 1 . VOLTORE . Am I inscribed his heir for certain ? Are you ...
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âme ANGL anglais Areopagitica beau beauté belle Ben Jonson breath chant Charles Sedley choses ciel cœur comédie CORBACCIO CORVINO coup courtisans Dieu doth Dryden Edmund Waller Épicure esprit eyes Falstaff femme fille first gens give good goût great Hamlet hand hath head heart heaven hold homme husband idées images Jonson kiss know l'âme l'amour l'esprit l'homme l'imagination lady life light LITT little look lord love made main make ment MILLAMANT Milton mind mistress mœurs Molière monde morale Morose MOSCA nature never night noble paroles passion pensée personnages philosophie phrases pièce plaisir poëme poésie poëte puritains raison reason religion reste Rochester roses satire scène seest Seigneur Séjan sent seul Shakspeare sorte soul style sweet take théâtre things think thou thought time tion Titien vice voilà Volpone VOLTORE William Temple woman world Wycherley yeux
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Page 392 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
Page 156 - Methought I heard a voice cry " Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep," the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M. What do you mean ? Macb. Still it cried "Sleep no more!" to all the house: "Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more ; Macbeth shall sleep no more !
Page 325 - Now just as the Gates were opened to let in the men, I looked in after them, and behold, the City shone like the Sun; the Streets also were paved with Gold, and in them walked many men, with Crowns on their heads, Palms in their hands, and golden Harps to sing praises withal. There were also of them that had wings, and they answered one another without intermission, saying, Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord And after that they shut up the Gates.
Page 392 - Where the great Sun begins his state Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Page 98 - Such an act, That blurs the grace and blush of modesty; Calls virtue, hypocrite; takes off the rose From the fair forehead of an innocent love, And sets a blister there; makes marriage vows As false as dicers...
Page 390 - ... to imbreed and cherish in a great people the seeds of virtue and public civility, to allay the perturbations of the mind, and set the affections in right tune...
Page 376 - For books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are ; nay, they do preserve as in a vial the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them.
Page 430 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb ; Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either: black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Page 368 - ... methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam ; purging and unsealing her long-abused sight at the fountain itself of heavenly radiance ; while the whole noise of timorous and flocking birds, with those also that love the twilight, flutter about, amazed at what she means, and in their envious gabble would prognosticate a year of sects and schisms.
Page 266 - ... loud sighings of an eastern wind, and his motion made irregular and inconstant, descending more at every breath of the tempest, than it could recover by the libration and frequent weighing of his wings; till the little ' creature was forced to sit down and pant, and stay till the storm was over; and then it made a prosperous flight, and did rise and sing, as if it had learned music and motion from an angel, as he passed sometimes through the air about his ministries here below. So is the prayer...