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by Lista de Correo MostolesWiFi.com 22 Mar '10

22 Mar '10

Ars, but scarcely on the stage). A light gleams hither from the corridor. It leads directly to the duke's bed-chamber. GORDON. But then I break my oath to the emperor; If he escape and strengthen the enemy, Do I not hereby call down on my head All the dread consequences. BUTLER (stepping forward). Hark! Who speaks there? GORDON. 'Tis better, I resign it to the hands Of Providence. For what am I, that I Should take upon myself so great a deed? I have not murdered him, if he be murdered; But all his rescue were my act and deed; Mine--and whatever be the consequences I must sustain them. BUTLER (advances). I should know that voice. GORDON. Butler! BUTLER. 'Tis Gordon. Wh

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by Lista de Correo MostolesWiFi.com 20 Mar '10

20 Mar '10

witnessed. They will not, and could not, give intelligible and interesting particulars of the affair (unless it were as to the breed of the dog or the number of the bus-service). They have watched a dog run over. They analyse neither their sensations nor the phenomenon. They have witnessed it whole, as a bad writer uses a _cliche_. They have observed--that is to say, they have really seen--nothing. II It will be well for us not to assume an attitude of condescension towards the crowd. Because in the matter of looking without seeing we are all about equal. We all go to and fro in a state of the observing faculties which somewhat resembles coma. We are all content to look and not see. And if and when, having comprehended that the _role_ of observer is not passive but active, we determine by an effort to rouse ourselves from the coma and really to see the spectacle of the world (a spectacle surpassing circuses and even street accidents in sustained dramatic interest), we shall discover, slowly in the course of time, that the act of seeing, which seems so easy, is not so easy as it seems. Let a man resolve: "I will keep my eyes open on the way to the office of a morning," and the probability if that for many mornings he will see naught that is not trivial, and that his system of perspective will be absurdly distorted. The unusual, the unaccustomed, will infallibly attract him, to the exclusion of what is fundamental and universal. Travel makes observers of us all, but the things which as tr

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cruel blow
by Lista de Correo MostolesWiFi.com 19 Mar '10

19 Mar '10

E; just as at Issoudun, he had copied the respectability of Mignonnet. He had, moreover, a fine establishment and gave fetes and dinners; admitting none of his old friends to his house if he thought their position in life likely to compromise his future. He was pitiless to the companions of his former debauches, and curtly refused Bixiou when that lively satirist asked him to say a word in favor of Giroudeau, who wanted to re-enter the army after the desertion of Florentine. "The man has neither manners nor morals," said Philippe. "Ha! did he say that of me?" cried Giroudeau, "of me, who helped him to get rid of his uncle!" "We'll pay him off yet," said Bixiou. Philippe intended to marry Mademoiselle Amelie de Soulanges, and become a general, in command of a regiment of the Royal Guard. He asked so many favors that, to keep him quiet, they made him a Commander of the Legion of honor, and also Commander of the order of Saint Louis. One rainy evening, as Agathe and Joseph were returning home along the muddy streets, they met Philippe in full uniform, bedizened with orders, leaning back in a corner of a handsome coupe lined with yellow silk, whose armorial bearings were surmounted with a count's coronet. He was on his way to a fete at the Elysee-Bourbon; the wheels splashed his mother and brother as he waved them a patronizing greeting. "He's going it, that fellow!" said Joseph to his mother. "Nevertheless, he might send us something better than mud in our faces." "He has such a fine position, in such high society, that we ought not to blame him for forgetting us," said Madame Bridau. "When a man rises to so great a height, he has many obligations to repay, many sacrifices to make; it is natural he should not come to see us, though he may think of us all the same." "My dear fellow," said the Duc de Maufrig

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by Lista de Correo MostolesWiFi.com 18 Mar '10

18 Mar '10

Ing happily. "Who art thou?" Laodice asked. "They call me Joseph, son of Thomas." After a silence she said softly, "I am not at liberty to tell my name." She remembered the secrecy of Philadelphus' mission. "Yet perchance if the God of my fathers prosper me and my husband, I may come to Pella--as thy queen." The boy's eyes brightened and he drew in a sharp breath, but almost instantly the animation died and he looked at her sorrowfully. It seemed that she read dissent and sympathy commingled in his gaze. But he was a Christian; he could not believe and hope as she hoped. "Can I do aught for you?" he asked disjointedly. "Our duty is rather toward you, child," she answered, suddenly arousing to the peril they might bring their free-handed host. "We have newly come from a country where there is pestilence." But he smiled down on her uplifted face, with immense confidence. "I am not afraid. Besides, if I perish giving you comfort, I have done only as Jesus would have me do." "Who is Jesus?" Laodice asked. The shepherd made a little sign and bent his knee. "The Christ!" he responded. Momus plucked quickly at Laodice's sleeve and shook his head at her in an admonitory manner. He had l

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by Lista de Correo MostolesWiFi.com 13 Mar '10

13 Mar '10

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by Lista de Correo MostolesWiFi.com 11 Mar '10

11 Mar '10

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by Lista de Correo MostolesWiFi.com 08 Mar '10

08 Mar '10

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by Lista de Correo MostolesWiFi.com 06 Mar '10

06 Mar '10

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26 Feb '10

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15 Feb '10

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