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Matin  n.  (Zool.) A French mastiff.






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"Matin" Quotes from Famous Books



... Blithesome and cumberless, Sweet be thy matin o'er moorland and lea! Emblem of happiness, Bless'd is thy dwelling-place— O to abide in the desert with thee! Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth. ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume II. - The Songs of Scotland of the past half century • Various

... and Gretchen French names. Next, we knock the German Meisterschaft sentences out of the first scene, and replace them with sentences from the French Meisterschaft—like this, for instance: 'Je voudrais faire des emplettes ce matin; voulez-vous avoir l'obligeance de venir avec moi chez le tailleur francais?' And so on. Wherever you find German, replace it with French, leaving the English parts undisturbed. When you come to the long conversation in the second act, turn to any pamphlet of your French ...
— Innocents abroad • Mark Twain

... "it is all one to Mariquita. You may wait till the matin bell rings. Fine times, indeed, when every thieving guerilla thinks he may find free quarters where he pleases! No, no, senor, stay where you are; the fresh air will cool your impatience. It will be daybreak in an hour, and that will be time enough for ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 59, No. 364, February 1846 • Various

... pas au moins baisser les yeux. Du palais cepeudant il assige la porte: A quelque heure que j'entre, Hydaspe, ou que je sorte, Son visage odieux m'afflige et me poursuit; 435 Et mon esprit troubl le voit encor la nuit. Ce matin j'ai voulu devancer la lumire: Je l'ai trouv couvert d'une affreuse poussire, Revtu de lambeaux, tout ple; mais son oeil Conservait sous la cendre encor le mme orgueil. 440 D'o lui vient, cher ...
— Esther • Jean Racine

... tenderness. God forgive us if we ever speak harshly to young creatures on the strength of these ugly truths, and so sooner or later, smite some tender-souled poet or poetess on the lips who might have sung the world into sweet trances, had we not silenced the matin-song in its first low breathings! Just as my heart yearns over the unloved, just so it sorrows for the ungifted who are doomed to the pangs of an undeceived self-estimate. I have always tried to be ...
— The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table • Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. (The Physician and Poet not the Jurist)

... and, when the sun was gone, As a star from afar to the traveller it shone; And the warm blood of the victim have these gray old temples drunk, And the death-song of the druid and the matin of the monk. ...
— Poems • Denis Florence MacCarthy

... Cymru, within, at dawn's first rays, As in the wood around them, are heard glad hymns of praise, And early in the morning the birds and goodwife sing Their matin song of gratitude to God, their Lord ...
— Welsh Lyrics of the Nineteenth Century • Edmund O. Jones

... end, That charmed my senses many a year, Through smiling summers, winters drear. Oh, friendship! am I doomed to find Thou art a phantom of the mind? A glitt'ring shade, an empty name, An air-born vision's vap'rish flame? And yet, the dear deceit so long Has wak'd to joy my matin song, Has bid my tears forget to flow, Chas'd ev'ry pain, sooth'd ev'ry woe; That truth, unwelcome to my ear, Swells the deep sigh, recalls the tear, Gives to the sense the keenest smart, Checks the warm pulses of the heart, Darkens my fate, and steals away Each ...
— Beaux and Belles of England • Mary Robinson

... not just now speakin' of such a possibeelity?" demanded the housekeeper, and in her surprise, dropping for the moment into broad Scotch. "And they are baith of them old enough tae be thinkin' of matin'. Yes!" ...
— The Corner House Girls Growing Up - What Happened First, What Came Next. And How It Ended • Grace Brooks Hill

... in the broad current of military activity. A solitary postman, with a mere handful of letters, made his morning rounds of echoing streets, and a bent old man with newspapers hobbled slowly along the Rue Sadi-Carnot shouting, "Le Matin! Le Journal!" to boarded windows and bolted doors. Meanwhile, we marched back and forth between billets in the town and trenches just outside. And the last thing which we saw upon leaving the town, and the first ...
— Kitchener's Mob - Adventures of an American in the British Army • James Norman Hall

... Ocean's orison arose, To which the birds tempered their matin lay. All flowers in field ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley Volume I • Percy Bysshe Shelley

... profusion; nor was this threshold ever crossed by Saturday or Friday or vigil or Ember-days or Lent, that is so long; rather here we are at work day and night, threshing the wool, and well I know how featly it went when the matin bell last sounded. Wherefore with him I mean to stay, and to work while I am young, and postpone the observance of feasts and times of indulgence and fasts until I am old: so get you hence, and good luck go with you, ...
— The Decameron, Volume I • Giovanni Boccaccio

... not of this opinion at the time. In reality, we were absent barely forty minutes. Climbing out of my machine at the aerodrome, I looked at my watch. A quarter to twelve. Laignier, the sergeant mechanician, was sitting in a sunny corner of the hangar, reading the "Matin," just ...
— High Adventure - A Narrative of Air Fighting in France • James Norman Hall

... of the Sumida, loaded barges, covered for the night with huge squares of fringed straw mats, begin to nod and preen themselves like a covey of gigantic river birds. Sounds of prayer and of silver matin bells come from the temples, where priest and acolyte greet the Lord Buddha of a new day. From tiny chimneyless kitchens of a thousand homes thin blue feathers of smoke make slow upward progress, to be lost in the last echoes of the vanishing mist. Sparrows begin to chirp, first one, ...
— The Dragon Painter • Mary McNeil Fenollosa

... waking, crude sunlight on her lemon streets. Moist pith of farls of bread, the froggreen wormwood, her matin incense, court the air. Belluomo rises from the bed of his wife's lover's wife, the kerchiefed housewife is astir, a saucer of acetic acid in her hand. In Rodot's Yvonne and Madeleine newmake their tumbled beauties, shattering with gold teeth chaussons of pastry, their mouths yellowed ...
— Ulysses • James Joyce

... Bancroft height Aurora's face Shines brighter than a star, As stepping forth in dewy grace, The gates of day unbar; And lo! the firmament, the hills, And the vales that intervene— Creation's self with gladness thrills To greet the matin queen. ...
— Poems - Vol. IV • Hattie Howard

... the morn of flowery May, When incense breathes from heath and wold— When laverocks hymn the matin lay, And mountain peaks are bathed in gold— And swallows, frae some foreign strand, Are wheeling o'er the winding stream; But sweeter to extend my hand, And bid ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume III - The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century • Various

... matre Luther, Tison d'enfer, Drig! drig! drig! nous ta bire, A nous ton vin, Jusqu'au matin Remplis mon verre, Jusqu'au matin Remplis les ...
— The Tales of Hoffmann - Les contes d'Hoffmann • Book By Jules Barbier; Music By J. Offenbach

... of an artisan, who was rising to begin his labor as the poet was pacing homewards to rest after his work all night. Thirty years had passed; but that unforgotten melody, that dear bird's song, gave him then as much true pleasure as when, to his wearied head and heart, it was the matin hymn of Nature. ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 15, No. 88, February, 1865 • Various

... the matin chimes of Lent announced that the gay season was ended, but although gayety arrayed itself in sackcloth and sprinkled ashes broadcast, the sackcloth moved in the waltz as its wearer tripped over ...
— Perley's Reminiscences, Vol. 1-2 - of Sixty Years in the National Metropolis • Benjamin Perley Poore

... saints mysteres, dedia a la mere de Dieu une petite chapelle, qu'on avoit batie, et il y laissa le St. Sacrement. Cette ceremonie avoit ete precede d'une autre, trois mois auparavant, c'est a dire vers la fin de Fevrier: tous les Associes s'etant rendus un Jeudi matin a Notre Dame de Paris, ceux qui etoient pretres, y dirent la messe, les autres communierent a l'autel de la Vierge et tous supplierent la reine des anges de prendre l'isle de Montreal sous sa protection. Enfin le quinze d'Aout, la fete de l'Assomption ...
— The Conquest of Canada (Vol. 1 of 2) • George Warburton

... serviceable for the progress of this same Individual, wilt thou find his subdivision into Generations. Generations are as the Days of toilsome Mankind: Death and Birth are the vesper and the matin bells, that summon Mankind to sleep, and to rise refreshed for new advancement. What the Father has made, the Son can make and enjoy; but has also work of his own appointed him. Thus all things wax, and roll onwards; Arts, Establishments, Opinions, nothing ...
— Sartor Resartus, and On Heroes, Hero-Worship, and the Heroic in History • Thomas Carlyle

... seizing from the table one of the many egg-cups with which his princely board was served for the matin meal, drew out a bottle of right Nantz or Cognac, filled and emptied the cup several times, and laid it down with a hoarse 'Ha, ha, ha! now Valoroso is a ...
— The Rose and the Ring • William Makepeace Thackeray

... To vini dimin bon matin; ma di toi qui pou fe." Toi venir demain bon matin; moi va ...
— Nights With Uncle Remus - Myths and Legends of the Old Plantation • Joel Chandler Harris

... sweep the glades along!' The sable hunter hoarse replies; 'To muttering monks leave matin song, And ...
— The Children's Garland from the Best Poets • Various

... night of February 12, 1322, the eve of S. Ermenilda's day, the central tower fell. Its insecurity had long been known. The monks had just left their matin service in S. Catharine's Chapel. Some persons conclude from this fact that the choir had already been disused as being unsafe; but unless there is other evidence of this, the mere fact of the monastic matins being held in the chapel ...
— Bell's Cathedrals: The Cathedral Church of Ely • W. D. Sweeting

... meilleur auteur comique d'Angleterre: ses pieces les plus estimees sont Le Fourbe, Le Vieux Garcon, Amour pour Amour, L Epouse du Matin, Le Chemin du Monde.— Manuel Bibliographique. Par ...
— Gryll Grange • Thomas Love Peacock

... flutt'ring insect said; 'I thought you knew me better bred. Sir, I'm a gentleman. Is't fit That I to industry submit? Let mean mechanics, to be fed By business earn ignoble bread. 120 Lost in excess of daily joys, No thought, no care my life annoys, At noon (the lady's matin hour) I sip the tea's delicious flower. On cakes luxuriously I dine, And drink the fragrance of the vine. Studious of elegance and ease, Myself alone I seek to please.' The man his pert conceit derides, And thus the useless coxcomb chides: 130 'Hence, ...
— The Poetical Works of Addison; Gay's Fables; and Somerville's Chase • Joseph Addison, John Gay, William Sommerville

... of matin music spun In trial tones as he pursued his way: "This is a morn," he murmured, "well begun: This strain to Ken will count when ...
— Late Lyrics and Earlier • Thomas Hardy

... la rose Qui ce matin avoit desclose Sa robe de pourpre au soleil A point perdu ceste vespree I as plis de sa robe pourpree Et son teint au votre pareil . ...
— Nightfall • Anthony Pryde

... Peterborough prayed in the minster till the long hours passed into the short. The poor corrodiers, and other servants of the monastery, fled from the town outside into the Milton woods. The monks prayed on inside till an hour after matin. When the first flush of the summer's dawn began to show in the northeastern sky, they heard mingling with their own chant another chant, which Peterborough had not heard since it was Medehampstead, three hundred years ago,—the terrible ...
— Hereward, The Last of the English • Charles Kingsley

... de fronde S'est leve ce matin; Je crois qu'il gronde Contre le Mazarin. Un vent de fronde ...
— Twenty Years After • Alexandre Dumas, Pere

... the year, of day and May the prime, How fitly do we scale the steep dark stair, Into the brightness of the matin air, To praise with chanted hymn and echoing chime, Dear Lord of Light, thy sublime, That stooped erewhile our life's frail weeds to wear! Sun, cloud and hill, all things thou fam'st so fair, With us are glad and gay, greeting the time. The College of the Lily leaves ...
— The Charm of Oxford • J. Wells

... realistic there is a smell of breakfast cooking, not unpleasant to those within its waftage who are yet to have their appetites appeased. These sights, these sounds, these smells, none of them reach the palace in the garden under the promontory opposite the town. There the birds are singing their matin songs, the flowers loading the air with perfume, and vine and tree drinking the moisture borne down to them from the unresting sea so near in the ...
— The Prince of India - Or - Why Constantinople Fell - Volume 1 • Lew. Wallace

... plus d'une heure avec nous," (no person except Mr. Brown was present at my conversation with captain Baudin, as I have already said), "le capitaine FLINDERS repartit pour son bord, promettant de revenir le lendemain matin nous apporter une carte particuliere de la riviere Dalrymple, qu'il venait de publier en Angleterre. Il revint en effet, le 9 avril, nous la remettre, et bientot apres nous le quittames pour reprendre la suite de nos tra vaux geographiques." ...
— A Voyage to Terra Australis • Matthew Flinders

... proud. She never attained "good-morning," but she more than supplied the deficiency of English speech by the grace of her French manners, always entering my room at 8 A.M. as I lay in bed, with the greeting, "Bon matin, M'sieu', avez-vous bien dormi?" Perhaps I looked, as I felt, embarrassed on the first occasion, for she quickly added in French, "I am old enough to be your mother"—as indeed she was. She had at once the resignation in repose ...
— Leaves from a Field Note-Book • J. H. Morgan

... before the Cow, crossed her with a sticke in the forehead, and prayed to her god, since which time the Cow continued wel'.[40] Antide Colas, 1598, confessed that 'Satan luy commada de le prier soir & matin, auant qu'elle s'addonnat a faire autre oeuure'.[41] Elizabeth Sawyer, the witch of Edmonton, 1621, was taught by the Devil; 'He asked of me to whom I prayed, and I answered him to Iesus Christ, and he charged me then to pray no more to Iesus Christ, but to him the Diuell, and ...
— The Witch-cult in Western Europe - A Study in Anthropology • Margaret Alice Murray

... de venir demain mardi matin a potsdam pour affaire pressante, et d'aporter (SIC) avec luy les diamants qui doivent servir pour la representation de la tragedie qui se jouera a cinq heures de soir chez S.A.R. Monseigneur le Prince henri Ce lundy ...
— History of Friedrich II. of Prussia, Vol. XVI. (of XXI.) - Frederick The Great—The Ten Years of Peace.—1746-1756. • Thomas Carlyle

... themselves; and, farther, that there were thirty-five boats, all of which were destroyed or sunk, [Footnote: "Toutes les barques furent brisees ou coulees a fond; le feu fut continuel depuis environ minuit jusqu'a trois heures du matin." Duchambon au Ministre, 2 Sept. 1745.]—though he afterwards says that two of them got away with thirty men, being all that were left of the thousand. Bigot, more moderate, puts the number of assailants ...
— A Half-Century of Conflict, Volume II • Francis Parkman

... the sun struck in through the long, broad aisles, soft and rich were the lights and shadows that flickered over the green floor. The lofty arches, formed by the meeting and interlaced branches above, were often resonant with music. During the spring and summer months, matin worship was constantly performed by a multitudinous choir, and praises were chanted by tiny-throated warblers, raising their notes upon the deep, organ base, rolled into the harmony by ...
— Adele Dubois - A Story of the Lovely Miramichi Valley in New Brunswick • Mrs. William T. Savage

... little pilgrim in his extremity, and kept his senses sealed in grateful slumber till the birds had sung their matin song, and the sun had ...
— Now or Never - The Adventures of Bobby Bright • Oliver Optic

... en finissant d'ecrire une lettre a un de ses correspondans, mourut subitement. Son commis ajouta en P.S. "Depuis ma lettre ecrite je suis mort ce matin. Mardi ...
— Tales and Novels, Vol. IV • Maria Edgeworth

... foreign war-correspondents with our army. Of these the only Frenchman, M. Carrere of the 'Matin' was an ardent pro-Boer. Read his book, 'En pleine Epopee.' He is bitter against our policy and our politicians. His eyes are very keenly open for flaws in our Army. But from cover to cover he has nothing but praise for the devoted Tommy and his ...
— The War in South Africa - Its Cause and Conduct • Arthur Conan Doyle

... conveyed to her lonely room in the castle tower to spend the night in solitude, and again the daylight broke in through the small window of her strongly-guarded prison. She heeded not the sun, nor the singing of birds as they warbled their matin songs—no, sorrow lay too heavy near her heart. None can ever tell the grief she endured in the dark watches of the lonely night, or when relief came; but come it did. Nature took its own way of causing the unhappy lady to forget her sadness of ...
— The Mysteries of All Nations • James Grant

... traverse o'er Plain—forest—river? Man nor brute, Nor dint of hoof, nor print of foot, Lay in the wild luxuriant soil— No sign of travel, none of toil— 660 The very air was mute: And not an insect's shrill small horn,[269] Nor matin bird's new voice was borne From herb nor thicket. Many a werst, Panting as if his heart would burst, The weary brute still staggered on; And still we were—or seemed—alone: At length, while reeling on our way, Methought I heard a courser neigh, From out ...
— The Works of Lord Byron, Volume 4 • Lord Byron

... lures. Lure of the sinking sun, into undreamed islands, Fortunate, far in the West; Lure of the star, with speechless news o'er brimming, With language of darted light; Of the sea-glory of opening lids of Aurora, Ushering eyes of the dawn; Of the callow bird in the matin darkness calling, Chorus of drowsy charm; Of the wind, south-west, with whispering leaves illumined, Solemn gold of the woods; Of the intimate breeze of noon, deep-charged with a message, How near, at times, unto speech! Of the sea, that soul of a poet a-yearn for expression, For ever ...
— A Cluster of Grapes - A Book of Twentieth Century Poetry • Various

... not say our prayers, but paused reverently beneath the broad leaved maple in the park to listen to the thrushes' matin and knelt at the crystal flowing spring to fill our water bottles. As we were thus employed a red squirrel, who had the idea that the whole park was his, crossed and recrossed our path to see what strange creatures dare intrude at his drinking fountain. Coming nearer, chattering and scolding as only ...
— See America First • Orville O. Hiestand

... to kin' o' gin it sheltah f'om de sun; Gwine to have a little kitchen wid a reg'lar wooden flo', An' dey 'll be a back verandy w'en hit 's done. I 's a-waitin' fu' you, Lucy, tek de 'zample o' de birds, Dat 's a-lovin' an' a-matin' evahwhaih. I cain' tell you dat I loves you in de robin's music wo'ds, But my cabin 's ...
— The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar • Paul Laurence Dunbar

... I dream, But that is a pullet and clouted cream; Myself by denial I mortify— With a dainty bit of a warden-pie; I'm clothed in sackcloth for my sin— With old sack wine I'm lined within; A chirping cup is my matin song, And the vesper's bell is my bowl, ding-dong. What baron or squire, Or knight of the shire, Lives half so well as a ...
— The Book of Humorous Verse • Various

... blossomed apple-tree, Among its flowery tufts, on every spray, Offers the wandering bee A fragrant chapel for his matin-lay; And a soft bass is heard From the quick ...
— Poetical Works of William Cullen Bryant - Household Edition • William Cullen Bryant

... du monde, ou les plus belles choses Ont le pire destin: Et Rose elle a vecu ce que vivent les roses, L'espace d'un matin." ...
— Notes & Queries, No. 37. Saturday, July 13, 1850 • Various

... unpoetic breakfast. The visitor to whom the mysteries of Parisian life were unknown would certainly have learned for the rest of his life not to set foot in these greenrooms at the wrong moment; a woman caught in her matin mysteries would ever after point him out as a man capable of the blackest crimes; or she would talk of his stupidity and indiscretion in a manner to ruin him. The true Parisian woman, indulgent to all curiosity that she can put to ...
— Bureaucracy • Honore de Balzac

... Baronet. "I know where I got it." He took three newspapers out of the pocket of his big tweed coat. "There it is," he said, "in the personal column of three newspapers—today's Times printed in London; the Matin printed in Paris; and a Dutch daily printed ...
— The Sleuth of St. James's Square • Melville Davisson Post

... love the matin-chimes, which toll The hour of prayer to sinner: But better far's the mid-day bell, Which speaks the hour of dinner; For when I see a smoking fish, Or capon drown'd in gravy, Or noble haunch on silver dish, Full ...
— The Paris Sketch Book Of Mr. M. A. Titmarsh • William Makepeace Thackeray

... whole frame, yet she remained motionless on her stone seat. Gradually the light grew brighter and brighter, the great city gave the first signs of awakening, a few sleepy-looking people began to pass with echoing footsteps through the street, now and then a carriage drove by, the matin bells pealed from the church steeples, and the first rays of the rising sun flooded the roofs of the surrounding houses with ruddy gold. Just at that moment a carriage rolled around the corner, drove in a sharp curve to the door of the jail, and stopped. Panna ...
— How Women Love - (Soul Analysis) • Max Simon Nordau

... paths to cross: By wily turns, by desperate bounds, Had baffled Percy's best bloodhounds. In Eske, or Liddel, fords were none, But he would ride them, one by one; Alike to him was time or tide, December's snow or July's pride; Alike to him was tide or time, Moonless midnight or matin ...
— The Spy • James Fenimore Cooper

... prime, and on his way Aloft the sun ascended with those stars, That with him rose, when Love divine first mov'd Those its fair works: so that with joyous hope All things conspir'd to fill me, the gay skin Of that swift animal, the matin dawn And the sweet season. Soon that joy was chas'd, And by new dread succeeded, when in view A lion came, 'gainst me, as ...
— The Vision of Hell, Part 1, Illustrated by Gustave Dore - The Inferno • Dante Alighieri, Translated By The Rev. H. F. Cary

... never seen M. Paul more deeply stirred. "Sacre matin!" he exclaimed. "Then you ...
— Through the Wall • Cleveland Moffett

... Morning walks forth in her beauty's pride, And, leading a band of laughing hours, Brushes the dew from the nodding flowers, O! cheerily then my voice is heard Mingling with that of the soaring bird, Who flingeth abroad his matin loud As he freshens his wing in ...
— The American Union Speaker • John D. Philbrick

... ye're on, Donald!" cried Tom Caldwell heartily, as he seated himself and gazed happily about him; "the Glen's gettin' to be like Sodom, that's what it is, an' it's mesilf that couldn't be lettin' the matin' pass widout comin' up an' givin' ye a helpin' hand. We'll bring down a blessin', glory be; so let's jist fire ahead an' have a ...
— The Silver Maple • Marian Keith

... could not be without its effects on the great tactical question. But let us see how it looked in the eyes of a French eye-witness, who was naturally inclined to a favourable view of his Dutch allies. Of the second day's fight he says: 'Sur les six heures du matin nous appercumes la flotte des Anglais qui revenoit dans une ordre admirable. Car ils marchent par le front comme seroit une armee de terre, et quand ils approchent ils s'etendent et tournent leurs bords pour combattre: parce que le front a la ...
— Fighting Instructions, 1530-1816 - Publications Of The Navy Records Society Vol. XXIX. • Julian S. Corbett

... le billet, l'ouvrit, et, apres l'avoir lu, dit an valet de Don Lope. 'Mon enfant, je ne me leverois jamais avant midi, quelque partie de plaisir qu'on me put proposer; juge si je me leverai a six heures du matin pour me battre. Tu peux dire a ton maitre que, s'il est encore a midi et demi dans l'endroit ou il m'attend, nous nous y verons: va, lui porter cette reponse.' A ces mots il s'enfonca dans son lit, et ne ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Volume 55, No. 344, June, 1844 • Various

... bade us sit down, for our horsemen were between us and the foe, and thereon he raised his voice, and with one accord his lay brethren and his own housecarles joined in singing a psalm of victory. And it was just at the matin time—yet that psalm ended not as it was wont, for ere the last verses were sung, it was drowned in a great and thundering war song of Wessex, old as the days of Ceawlin or beyond him. And if I mistake not, in that song bishop and lay brethren joined, leaving the chant ...
— A Thane of Wessex • Charles W. Whistler

... surprise de mes parents a la reception de cette lettre, qui fut bientot suivie par le retour de Catherine. Elle completa le recit du pasteur en disant qu'un matin en sortant de ce village, elle alla trouver un petit bois, quand elle vit au bord du chemin un homme etendu mort, mais qui venait seulement de cesser de vivre. Elle le regarda, l'examina et reconnut son mari; il lui parut evident qu'il faisait son retour vers la patrie et elle, ...
— Welsh Fairy-Tales And Other Stories • Edited by P. H. Emerson

... its restless seas; the tender witchery of Spring; the blazonry of autumn woods; its purple moors and the wonder of its silent mountains; its cobwebs glittering with a thousand jewels; the pageantry of starry nights. Form, colour, music! The feathered choristers of bush and brake raising their matin and their evensong, the whispering of the leaves, the singing of the waters, the voices of the winds. Beauty and grace in every living thing, but man. The leaping of the hares, the grouping of cattle, the flight of swallows, the dainty loveliness of insects' wings, the glossy ...
— All Roads Lead to Calvary • Jerome K. Jerome

... the birds is matin' in the spring, An' when the tender leaves begin to bud, A feelin' comes—a dilly sorter thing That seems to sorter swamp 'im like a flood. An' when the fever 'ere inside 'im burns, Then freedom ain't the thing ...
— The Songs of a Sentimental Bloke • C. J. Dennis

... intermingling foliage. The fire-fly[A] sunk, feebly twinkling, amidst the herbage of the fields. The dusky shadows of night fled to the deep glens, and rocky caverns of the wilderness. The American lark soared high in the air, consecrating its matin lay to morn's approaching splendours. The woodlands began to ring with native melody—the forest tops, on high mountains, caught the sun's first ray, which, widening and extending, soon gem'd the landscape with brilliants of ...
— Alonzo and Melissa - The Unfeeling Father • Daniel Jackson, Jr.

... boyhood sung Long since its matin song, and heard The low love-language of the bird In ...
— English Literature For Boys And Girls • H.E. Marshall

... volaille perfide, Qui brave les efforts d'une dent intrepide; Souvent par un ami, dans ses champs entraine. J'ai reconnu le soir le coq infortune Qui m'avait le matin a l'aurore naissante Reveille brusquement de sa voix glapissante; Je l'avais admire dans le sein de la cour, Avec des yeux jaloux, j'avais vu son amour. Helas! la malheureux, abjurant sa tendresse, Exercait ...
— Pelham, Complete • Edward Bulwer-Lytton

... manquer l'effet de trois brulots; on calcula mal la distance; on se pressa d'allumer la meche, ils brulerent au milieu du fleuve, et quoiqu'il fut six heures du matin, les Turcs, encore couches, n'en prirent aucun ombrage."—Hist. de la ...
— The Works of Lord Byron, Volume 6 • Lord Byron

... de Dieu vient de s'appesantir sur nous. Le Roi notre Pere n'est plus.[34] Apres avoir recu hier avec calme et resignation les secours de la religion, il s'est eteint ce matin a huit heures au milieu de nous tous. Vous le connaissiez ma chere Cousine, vous savez tout ce que nous perdons, vous comprendrez donc l'inexprimable douleur dans laquelle nous sommes plonges; vous la partagerez ...
— The Letters of Queen Victoria, Vol 2 (of 3), 1844-1853 • Queen Victoria

... the holy-talk of Vesper and of Matin, He heard me my Greek and he heard me my Latin, He blessed me and crossed me to keep my soul from evil, And we watched him out of sight, and we conjured ...
— A Few Figs from Thistles • Edna St. Vincent Millay

... The early matin prime, she was wont to say, was always her brightest hour, but it found her, on the present occasion, white and worn, not with her long vigil, but because it was "borne in upon her," as poor Joanna used to say, that her son and she must ...
— Bred in the Bone • James Payn

... God's temple.—Many sweet moments have I enjoyed, while engaged in domestic affairs. This morning, I rose to the early prayer-meeting; all nature seemed to congratulate me, and the feathered choristers were singing their matin song of praise. My walk to York afterwards, seemed too short, while musing on the love of Jesus.—In the still hour of night I have had some blessed seasons; but my walk is not equal: I want to live a moment at a time, and all for God. Another ...
— Religion in Earnest - A Memorial of Mrs. Mary Lyth, of York • John Lyth

... all offices Of watchful care and trembling tenderness. He worked for both: he pray'd for both: he slept Dreaming of both; nor was his love the less Because it was divided, and shot forth Boughs on each side, laden with wholesome shade, Wherein we rested sleeping or awake, And sung aloud the matin-song of life. ...
— The Suppressed Poems of Alfred Lord Tennyson • Alfred Lord Tennyson

... story of the Countess Cathleen in what professed to be a collection of Irish folk-lore in an Irish newspaper some years ago. I wrote to the compiler, asking about its source, but got no answer, but have since heard that it was translated from Les Matin'ees de Timoth'e Trimm a good many years ago, and has been drifting about the Irish press ever since. L'eo Lesp'es gives it as an Irish story, and though the editor of Folklore has kindly advertised for information, the only ...
— The Countess Cathleen • William Butler Yeats

... the matin strain, As morn's first blush illumes the vale; And wake at midnight hour again, To listen ...
— The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor, Vol. I, No. 6, June 1810 • Various

... that your art would expire?—that those plates in the annuals, and black proofs in broad shop windows, are of a nobly monumental character,—"chalybe perennius"? I am afraid your patience has been too much like yonder poor Italian child's; and over that genius of yours, low laid by the Matin shore, if it expired so, the lament for Archytas would have to be sung again;—"pulveris exigui—munera." Suppose you were to shake off the dust again! cleanse your wings, like the morning bees on that Matin promontory; ...
— On the Old Road Vol. 1 (of 2) - A Collection of Miscellaneous Essays and Articles on Art and Literature • John Ruskin

... comment j'ai connu Fleeming Jenkin! C'etait en Mai 1878. Nous etions tous deux membres du jury de l'Exposition Universelle. On n'avait rien fait qui vaille a la premiere seance de notre classe, qui avait eu lieu le matin. Tout le monde avait parle et reparle pour ne rien dire. Cela durait depuis huit heures; il etait midi. Je demandai la parole pour une motion d'ordre, et je proposai que la seance fut levee a la condition que chaque membre ...
— Memoir of Fleeming Jenkin • Robert Louis Stevenson

... "'Ce matin les oiseaux m'ont eveille,'" he read. "'Il faisait encore un crepuscule. Mais la petite fenetre de ma chambre etait bleme, et puis, jaune, et tous les oiseaux du bois eclaterent dans un chanson vif et resonnant. Toute l'aube tressaillit. J'avais reve de vous. Est-ce que vous voyez ...
— Sons and Lovers • David Herbert Lawrence

... holiday—a long summer day of liberty and ease! In anticipation it was a thing boundless and endless, a foretaste of Elysium. It extended from the prima luce, from the earliest dawn of radiance that streaked the "severing clouds in yonder east," through the sun's matin, meridian, postmeridian, and vesper circuit; from the disappearance of Lucifer in the re-illumined skies, to his evening entree in the character of Hesperus. Complain not of the brevity of life; 'tis men that are idle; a thousand things could be contrived and accomplished in that space, and ...
— The Life of Mansie Wauch - tailor in Dalkeith • D. M. Moir

... morning floods The purple east with light, When the zephyr sweeps from a thousand buds The pearly tears of night. There's joy when the lark exulting springs To pour his matin lay, From the blossomed thorn when the blackbird sings, And the merry month ...
— Enthusiasm and Other Poems • Susanna Moodie

... in Le Matin to-day, this quaint name Duchemin, in a despatch from Millau stating that a person of that name, a guest of the Chateau de Montalais, had disappeared without taking ...
— Alias The Lone Wolf • Louis Joseph Vance

... Wish I were leading them." The praise and the wish came from a young English officer who was staying in the same hotel with me. For two days I had watched his desperate efforts to avoid death by boredom. He read every line of the Matin and Journal before luncheon, with tragic sighs, because every line repeated what had been said in the French newspapers since the early days of the war. After luncheon he made a sortie for the English newspapers, which arrived by boats. They kept him quiet until tea-time. ...
— The Soul of the War • Philip Gibbs

... happy flight to heaven, again, sweet bird, thou art; The morning beam is on thy wings, its influence in thy heart; Like matin hymns blest spirits sing in yonder happy sky, Break on the ear, the small, sweet ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Vol. XIX. No. 541, Saturday, April 7, 1832 • Various

... briefly noticed in one or two French papers. The 'Matin' published a translation of part of the poem, "Champagne, 1914-15", and remarked that "Cyrano de Bergerac would have signed it." But France had no time, even if she had had the knowledge, to realize the greatness ...
— Poems • Alan Seeger

... accepted with humble resignation the blow that had fallen upon her. She was at that time about thirty, all her children were dead and her husband did not live much longer. The time had come for her to reflect. And she did reflect. She became very silent and devout, never missed a single matin's service nor a single mass, and gave away all her fine clothes. She spent fifteen years quietly, peacefully, and soberly, never quarrelling with any one and giving way to every one. If any! one scolded her, she only bowed to them and thanked them ...
— A House of Gentlefolk • Ivan Turgenev

... prudent lover would be indeed a black swan; if such there have been, these were not. And one night, when the beautiful nun would return through the friendly passage in season, that her absence might not be detected when the sisters were summoned to their matin service, the rain, whose torrents she had not noticed while her lover's arm sheltered her, had filled up the only pathway to her cell, and not even by the hazard of life could she recover her room once more. A few hours more, and her absence would ...
— The Continental Monthly, Vol. 2, No. 2, August, 1862 - Devoted to Literature and National Policy • Various

... donc qu'il ne m'enuit Quant vos l'aves si adosse Que mis l'aves en un fosse? Metes Ten fors je le comant! Di le clergie que je li mant! Ne me puet mi repaier Se le matin sans delayer A grant heneur n'est mis amis Ou plus ...
— Mont-Saint-Michel and Chartres • Henry Adams

... qu'au printemps—je veux voir la moisson; Et comme le soleil, de saison en saison, Je veux achever mon annee, Brillante sur ma tige, et l'honneur du jardin Je n'ai vu luire encore que les feux du matin, Je ...
— Shirley • Charlotte Bronte

... immortal Alfred (a very Helluo Librorum! as you will presently learn) gave afterwards as much land as eight ploughs could labour.[229] We now proceed to BEDE; whose library I conjecture to have been both copious and curious. What matin and midnight vigils must this literary phenomenon have patiently sustained! What a full and variously furnished mind was his! Read the table of contents of the eight folio volumes of the Cologne edition[230] of his works, ...
— Bibliomania; or Book-Madness - A Bibliographical Romance • Thomas Frognall Dibdin

... Perkins was happy—Perkins was positively joyous, and Perkins was self-satisfied. The violinist had made a great hit. But Perkins, confiding in the white-coated dispenser who concocted his matin Martini, very dry, an hour before, said he regarded the success due as much to the management as to the artist. And Perkins believed it. Perkins usually took all the credit for a success, and with charming consistency placed all responsibility ...
— The Fifth String, The Conspirators • John Philip Sousa

... citiez ladite Jeanne a comparaitre en personne devant nous demain, heure de huit heures du matin, au lieu dit Le Vieux Marche, pour se voir par nous declaree relapse, excommuniee, heretique, avec l'intimation a lui faire en pareil cas—Donne en la Chapelle du Manoir archiepiscopal de Rouen, le mardi 29 mai, l'an du Seigneur 1431, apres la ...
— The Story of Rouen • Sir Theodore Andrea Cook

... not back, yet all my miseries Wane at the thought of your calm sleeping eyes— Wane, as I hear the early matin bell ...
— Flint and Feather • E. Pauline Johnson

... celebre les mysteres, on y chante les louanges d'une pretendue republique sacro-sainte, une, indivisible, democratique, sociale, athenienne, intransigeante, despotique, invisible quoique etant partout. On y communie sous differentes especes; le matin (matines) on 'tue le ver' avec le vin blanc,—il y a plus tard les vepres de l'absinthe, auxquelles on se ferait un crime ...
— Our Fathers Have Told Us - Part I. The Bible of Amiens • John Ruskin

... history of the development of a musician of genius. The present volume comprises the first four volumes of the original French, viz.: "L'Aube," "Le Matin," "L'Adolescent," and "La Revolte," which are designated in the translation as Part I—The Dawn; Part II—Morning; Part III—Youth; Part IV—Revolt. Parts I and II carry Jean-Christophe from the moment of his birth to the day ...
— Jean-Christophe, Vol. I • Romain Rolland

... had diphtheria last spring," the dean struck in, "there was an epidemic of diphtheria, in Matin's Junction; Mr. Gilling really saved the place; but his wife and he both contracted the disease, ...
— Stories of a Western Town • Octave Thanet

... de haches on de fleches, ils font un modele avec des feuilles d'arbre, et vont la nuit porter ce modele, et la moitie d'un cerf on d'un sanglier, a la porte d'un armurier, qui voyant le matin cette viande pendue a sa porte, scait ce que cela veut dire: il travaille aussi-tot et 3 jours apres il pend les fleches ou les haches au meme endroit ou etoit la viande, et la nuit suivante le Beda les vient prendre."—RIBEYRO, Hist. ...
— Ceylon; an Account of the Island Physical, Historical, and • James Emerson Tennent

... could return to my present quarters, if I chose. What I wanted was a quiet old farmhouse with as few people in it as possible, and located in the blue-grass region of the State. Then life would be one endless delight,—days afield, and peaceful, noiseless nights. To be awakened in the morning by the matin song of the thrush; to breathe the intoxicating odor of honeysuckle and jessamine; to step out into the dew-washed grass, instead of upon the hard pavement, and to receive the countless benedictions of the outstretched arms of the trees as I walked beneath them. Where had my mind ...
— The Love Story of Abner Stone • Edwin Carlile Litsey

... certain of the Syrian Churches the liturgical section for Easter Day was S. Mark xvi 2-8:(444) in the Churches of the Jacobite, or Monophysite Christians, the Eucharistic lesson for Easter-Day was ver. 1-8.(445) (4) The second matin lesson of the Resurrection (xvi. 1-8) also ends,—and (5) the third (xvi. 9-20) begins, at the same place: and these two Gospels (both in the Greek and in the Syrian Churches) were in constant use not only at Easter, but throughout the ...
— The Last Twelve Verses of the Gospel According to S. Mark • John Burgon

... the posies are a-bloomin' and the mockin'-birds are matin', And somewhere in Arizona there's a Chola girl a-waitin' For to cook them enchiladas while I do the irrigatin' On me little desert homestead ...
— Sundown Slim • Henry Hubert Knibbs

... smoke is curl'd, Nor ark high landing quits a deluged world. But were these masses piled on Asia's shore, Taurus would shrink, Hemodia strut no more, Indus and Ganges scorn their humble sires, And rising suns salute superior fires; Whose watchful priest would meet, with matin blaze, His earlier God, and sooner chaunt his praise. For here great nature, with a bolder hand, Roll'd the broad stream, and heaved the lifted land; And here from finish'd earth, triumphant trod The last ascending ...
— The Columbiad • Joel Barlow

... the ringing of matin-bell, The night was well-nigh done, When a heavy sleep on that Baron fell, On the eve of ...
— The Haunted Hour - An Anthology • Various

... glow-worm shows the matin to be near, And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire. Hamlet, Act ...
— The World's Best Poetry — Volume 10 • Various

... Passion dies as we grow older; Love that in repose has lain, Takes a higher flight, and bolder: Fresh from rest and dewy sleep, Like the skylark's matin sweep, Singing the divine refrain— "Young ...
— Hesperus - and Other Poems and Lyrics • Charles Sangster

... cackle of the apprentice as he looked after Guida roused a mockery of indignation in the Master. "Sacre matin, a back-hander on the jaw'd do you good, slubberdegullion—you! Ah, get go scrub the coffin blacking from your jowl!" he rasped out with ...
— The Judgment House • Gilbert Parker

... so God me save, No mind unto my beads I have: I think it be a luckless day, For I can neither sing nor say; Nor have I any power to look On portace or on matin book. ...
— A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Vol. VIII (4th edition) • Various

... the matin bell, whose early call Warn'd the gray fathers from their humble beds; No midnight taper gleams along the wall, Or round the sculptured ...
— The English Spy • Bernard Blackmantle

... before the golden beams of the sun. Suddenly the note of a lark rang out silvery and joyous. Bird after bird took up the note until from every tree and shrub there swelled a grand chorus as larks and throstles poured forth their matin ...
— In Doublet and Hose - A Story for Girls • Lucy Foster Madison

... repeated.—"Humph!" said Mr. Jorrocks to himself, "what can that mean?—cank four—four times five's twenty—eat twenty times a day—not possible!" "Oui, Monsieur, cinque fois," repeated the Countess, telling the number off on her fingers—"Cafe at nine of the matin, dejeuner a la fourchette at onze o'clock, diner at cinque heure, cafe at six hour, and souper at neuf hour." "Upon my word," replied Mr. Jorrocks, his eyes sparkling with pleasure, "your offer is werry inwiting. My lady," said he, bowing before her, "Je suis—I am much flattered." ...
— Jorrocks' Jaunts and Jollities • Robert Smith Surtees

... to puzzle me to understand how the birds knew when it was time to wake up and begin their matin songs, for it was so like night there. Roberta, who was an early riser and withal a child of poetic imagination, used to say "that the fairies woke them up." She declared she saw a little glittering thing, ...
— That Old-Time Child, Roberta • Sophie Fox Sea

... uttered this prayer it appeared as if her heart felt lightened of the burden that had crushed it. Then the sun broke forth in all its splendour, a little bird sang over her head, and all the church bells around began to ring the matin chimes. All seemed holy around her; her heart seemed to have drunk in faith and holiness; she acknowledged the might and the mercy of God; she remembered her duties, and felt a longing to regain her home. She hurried thither, ...
— The Sand-Hills of Jutland • Hans Christian Andersen

... her prayer book, and her education was perfected by her communing with nature. The bees taught her to work, the doves taught her purity, the happy sparrows to speak joyfully to her father, the quiet water taught her peace, the serenity of the sky taught her contemplation, the matin-bell of the distant church called her to devotion, and the universal good in all nature, which reflected the love of God, ...
— Sielanka: An Idyll • Henryk Sienkiewicz

... matin," morning bread, or "pain de Maine," because it was made best in that province; a kind ...
— The Canterbury Tales and Other Poems • Geoffrey Chaucer

... was kneeling, as she had knelt the whole night through, before the dismantled altar in the battered little chapel of the Convent, with the big white stars looking down upon her through the gaps in the shell-torn roof. When it was the matin-hour she rose and rang the bell. Matins over, she still knelt on. When it was broad day she broke her fast with the Sisters, and went about the business of the day calmly, collectedly, capably as ever. Only her face was white and drawn, and ...
— The Dop Doctor • Clotilde Inez Mary Graves

... mind, I must spend this last evening with you; you shall both dine with me. Je quitte Paris demain matin, peut-etre pour longtemps; je voudrais passer ma derniere soiree avec mon ami; alors si vous voulez bien me permettre, mademoiselle, je vous invite tous les deux a diner; nous passerons la soiree ensemble si ...
— Confessions of a Young Man • George Moore

... will be the blotting-pad. Have you realized that half the papers of Europe and the United States will publish pictures of it? By the way, I've sent some photographs of you and your sister, that I found in the library, to the MATIN and DIE WOCHE; I hope you don't mind. Also a sketch of the staircase; most of the killing will probably be done on ...
— The Chronicles of Clovis • Saki

... he to the court-yard pass'd along, Each third step did he pause, and listen'd oft If he could hear his lady's matin-song, Or the light whisper of her footstep soft; And as he thus over his passion hung, He heard a laugh full musical aloft; When, looking up, he saw her features bright Smile through an in-door ...
— Keats: Poems Published in 1820 • John Keats

... morning at sunrise, when he found himself pacing the deck at Ethel Dent's side. As a rule, he and his mates rose betimes and, clad in slippers and pajamas, raced up and down the decks to keep their muscles in hard order, before descending for the tubbing which is the matin duty of every self-respecting British subject. This morning, instead of the deserted decks and the pajama-clad athletes, the passengers were out early to catch the first glimpse of Madeira, and Weldon, starchy and glowing ...
— On the Firing Line • Anna Chapin Ray and Hamilton Brock Fuller

... Catherine, fearing that such disobedience to the royal commands might incense the King and awaken him to a sense of all the horrors that were about to be perpetrated in his name, privately gave orders to anticipate the hour. Instead of waiting until the matin bell should ring out from the old clock tower of the Palace of Justice, she directed the signal to be given from the nearer belfry of St. Germain l'Auxerrois. As the harsh sound rang through the air of that warm summer night, it was caught ...
— The Great Events by Famous Historians, Vol. 1-20 • Various

... her melancholy musings. Their song, that used to be so sprightly, was now subdued and mournful, and all their gay and bubbling hilarity was gone. If she wandered forth towards evening, the owl hooted in her path, and the raven croaked above her. She heard not the light matin of the lark. Fancy, stimulated alone by gloomy impressions, laid hold on them only, failing to recognise aught but ...
— Traditions of Lancashire, Volume 1 (of 2) • John Roby

... that form'd fantastic bow'rs, Waving aloft their tow'ring branches proud, In borrow'd tinges from the eastern cloud, (Whence inspiration, pure as ever flow'd, And genuine transport in his bosom glow'd) His own shrill matin join'd the various notes Of Nature's music, from a thousand throats: The blackbird strove with emulation sweet, And Echo answer'd from her close retreat; The sporting white-throat on some twig's end borne, Pour'd hymns ...
— The Farmer's Boy - A Rural Poem • Robert Bloomfield

... her old husband and perfections of the said Gauttier, a gentleman who was not over affected with his twenty-three years, but held himself upright as a ninepin in the saddle, and as wide-awake as the matin chimes, while in contrast to him, slept the seneschal; he had courage and dexterity there where his master failed. He was one of those smart fellows whom the jades would sooner wear at night than a leathern ...
— Droll Stories, Complete - Collected From The Abbeys Of Touraine • Honore de Balzac

... Godfrey pursued his way though the lonely park. The birds had not yet sung their matin hymn to awaken the earth. Deep silence rested upon the august face of nature. Not a breath of air stirred the branches, heavy with dew-drops. The hour was full of beauty and mystery. An awe fell insensibly upon the heart, as if it saw the eye of God visibly watching ...
— Mark Hurdlestone - Or, The Two Brothers • Susanna Moodie

... demons answered (how we are not told) that he would meet her ere a month had passed away. This prophecy, as it happened, was fulfilled. Then they redoubled their attacks; the necromancer kept crying out that the peril was most imminent, until the matin bells of Rome swung through the darkness, freeing them at last from fear. As they walked home, the boy, holding the Sicilian by his robe and Benvenuto by his mantle, told them that he still saw giants leaping with fantastic gestures on their path, now running along the house roofs, ...
— Renaissance in Italy Vol. 3 - The Fine Arts • John Addington Symonds

... her protection, and she settled at Weimar in the Altenburg, while Liszt lived in the Hotel zum Erbprinzen. Many tender missives passed between them. "Bonjour, mon bon ange!" writes Liszt. "On vous aime et vous adore du matin au soir et du soir au matin."—"On vous attend et vous benit, chere douce lumiere de mon ame!"—"Je suis triste comme toujours et toutes les fois que je n'entends pas votre voix—que je ne regarde pas ...
— The Loves of Great Composers • Gustav Kobb

... rays of dawn had passed through the slats of the blinds. The matin birds began their song in the chestnut-tree near the window. M. de Camors raised his head and listened in an absent mood to the sound which astonished him. Seeing that it was daybreak, he folded ...
— Monsieur de Camors, Complete • Octave Feuillet

... lips, long silenced, raise A strain so lofty and so strong, Making our matin hymn of praise As jubilant ...
— A Christmas Faggot • Alfred Gurney

... Bele Aliz matin leva, Sun cors vesti e para, Enz un verger s'entra, Cink flurettes y truva, Un chapelet fet en a De rose flurie; Pur Deu, trahez vus en la ...
— A Literary History of the English People - From the Origins to the Renaissance • Jean Jules Jusserand

... donc Clausthal (et avec bien du regret) le 14 au matin; et revenant d'abord a Grund, je le laissai sur ma droite, ainsi que l'Iberg; et plus loin, du meme cote, une autre montagne nommee Winterberg dont la base est schiste, et le sommet plus haut que Clausthal, entierement compose ...
— Theory of the Earth, Volume 1 (of 4) • James Hutton

... sweet are all the Muses' lays, And sweet the charm of matin bird; 'Twas long since these estranged ears The sweeter voice of friend ...
— The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb IV - Poems and Plays • Charles and Mary Lamb

... le vrai, tiens: Dioggne en vain Cherehait jadis un homme, une lanterne a la main, Eh bien, a Paris ce matin Il ...
— Joseph II. and His Court • L. Muhlbach

... at that time no clocks in the neighborhood to mark the hour, but the matin-bell of the convent of Ruiz gave notice that the ...
— In the Yule-Log Glow, Book II - Christmas Tales from 'Round the World • Various

... into day, the steep coasts of Majorca, dentelees au soleil du matin par les aloes et les palmiers, came in sight, and soon after El Mallorquin landed its passengers at Palma. Madame Sand had left Paris a fortnight before in extremely cold weather, and here she found in the first half of November summer heat. The newcomers derived ...
— Frederick Chopin as a Man and Musician - Volume 1-2, Complete • Frederick Niecks

... bouge. Moi, j'ai vaincu Tryphon, Thessalus, Gaiffer; Par le chaud, par le froid, je suis vetu de fer; Au point du jour, j'entends le clairon pour antienne; Je n'ai plus a ma selle une boucle qui tienne; Voila longtemps que j'ai pour unique destin De m'endormir fort tard pour m'eveiller matin, De recevoir des coups pour vous et pour les votres, Je suis tres fatigue. Donnez ...
— La Legende des Siecles • Victor Hugo

... CHAUSSEE, and had marvellous apartments, furniture, you know, and I was able to arrange it all beautifully, not so very expensively though; my father, to be sure, gave me porcelains, flowers, and silver—a wonderful lot. Le matin je sortais, visits, 5 heures regulierement. I used to go and dine with her; often she was alone. Il faut avouer que c'etait une femme ravissante! You didn't know her at ...
— Stories by Foreign Authors: Russian • Various

... chastening corrective in the thought that some of them may have printed your portrait. When once you've seen your features hurriedly reproduced in the Matin, for instance, you feel you would like to be a veiled Turkish woman for ...
— The Unbearable Bassington • Saki

... acknowledge that I find myself still more bound to give your lordship what assistance is in my limited power, from sincere sympathy with your sorrows, and detestation at the frauds which have so long been practised upon you.But, my lord, the matin meal is, I see, now preparedPermit me to show your lordship the way through the intricacies of my cenobitium, which is rather a combination of cells, jostled oddly together, and piled one upon the top of the other, than a regular ...
— The Antiquary, Complete • Sir Walter Scott

... her father's door as the last notes of the matin bell died away on the cool, clear morning air. She held in her hand a silken scarf, which, according to the custom of her country, was thrown lightly across the head, and confined at ...
— Inez - A Tale of the Alamo • Augusta J. Evans

... the middle night, 'Twixt vesper and 'twist matin bell, With rigid arms and straining sight, I wait within my narrow cell; With muttered prayers, suspended will, I ...
— The World's Best Poetry Volume IV. • Bliss Carman

... was long before the tumult of gratulation subsided; but father Gilbert, who alone remained cold and unconcerned, retired from it as soon as possible, and resumed the guidance of his little bark, which had safely borne him on many a solitary voyage. The chant of his matin hymn rose, at intervals, on the fitful breeze; and Stanhope watched him till he disappeared behind the point of land round which he had followed ...
— The Rivals of Acadia - An Old Story of the New World • Harriet Vaughan Cheney

... castles and soaring church spires of Coventry looked luminous in the morning sunshine, while the brazen tongues of century bells rolled their mellifluous matin tones in voluminous welcome to the great multitude of revelers within her embattled walls ...
— Shakspere, Personal Recollections • John A. Joyce

... —Ce matin, M. le cur est pass devant notre porte, sur son cheval Piero. Il m'a demand comment papa se portait, ...
— Quatre contes de Prosper Mrime • F. C. L. Van Steenderen

... dinner-time. It is a marvellous spectacle at all times; but, he exclaims, 'O Paris! qui n'a pas admire tes sombres paysages, tes echappees de lumiere, tes culs-de-sac profonds et silencieux; qui n'a pas entendu tes murmures entre minuit et deux heures du matin, ne connait encore rien de ta vraie poesie, ni de ...
— Hours in a Library, Volume I. (of III.) • Leslie Stephen

... the plant; a lawless prince By luxury reform'd incontinence; By ruins, charity; by riots, abstinence. Confessions, fasts, and penance set aside, Oh, with what ease we follow such a guide, Where souls are starved, and senses gratified! Where marriage pleasures midnight prayers supply, And matin bells, a melancholy cry, Are tuned to merrier notes, Increase and multiply. Religion shows a rosy-colour'd face; 370 Not batter'd out with drudging works of grace: A down-hill reformation rolls apace. What flesh and blood would crowd the narrow gate, Or, till they waste their pamper'd ...
— The Poetical Works of John Dryden, Vol I - With Life, Critical Dissertation, and Explanatory Notes • John Dryden

... sameness never fails, but now a flock of ring-doves break for a moment with dots of purple its monotonous beauty, and the carol of a tiny bird (the first of the season), though I cannot see the darling, fills the joyful air with its matin song. ...
— The Shirley Letters from California Mines in 1851-52 • Louise Amelia Knapp Smith Clappe

... of the workman in the night. "I hope so, madame," I replied, and would have added, "We come also to save ourselves." She looked at me with sad, questioning eyes, and I knew that for her—and alas for many like her—we were too late. When she had mounted her wheel and ridden away I bought a 'Matin' and sat down on a doorstep to read about Kerensky and the Russian Revolution. The thing seemed incredible here—war seemed incredible, and yet its tentacles had reached out to this peaceful Old World spot and taken a heavy toll. Once more I sought the ramparts, only to be reminded ...
— The Crossing • Winston Churchill

... the worship of truth is the most essential thing in journalism," says the editor of Le Matin. Or, as the ads read, "love of ...
— The So-called Human Race • Bert Leston Taylor

... in length. When growing thus in groves the palms are very beautiful, their towering crests waving in unison as they seem to form an immense natural temple, about which vines and creepers wreath their graceful tendrils, while birds of varied plumage sing their matin and vesper songs, plucking meanwhile the golden fruit that grows in clusters at the very summit of the tree. The Arabs' mode of gathering this fruit is odd enough. The trunk, sixty feet high, has not, it must be remembered, a single branch to hold on by or furnish a foothold; and, ...
— Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. XII. No. 30. September, 1873 • Various

... sainted fame the sacred fathers grew, Nor raised their pious voices but to pray. Where now the bats their wavering wings extend, Soon as the gloaming spreads her warning shade, The choir did oft their mingling vespers blend, Or matin orisons to ...
— Abbotsford and Newstead Abbey • Washington Irving

... leave to do what my heart night prompt in the great hours of adoration. Reading the Scriptures with a word of comment, sometimes, or t word uttered as the spirit moved, without reading; or instead, a matin hymn or old Gregorian chant, solemn seasons, free breathings of veneration and joy; sometimes he reading of a prayer of the Episcopal Church, or of he venerable olden time, always a bringing down A the great sentiment of devotion into ...
— Autobiography and Letters of Orville Dewey, D.D. - Edited by his Daughter • Orville Dewey

... no news, either you like to tell. Lavaca Street is very happy and quiet and enjoys life, for Jones was sat on by his Uncle Wash and feels humble and don't sing any more, and the spirit of peace and repose broods over its halls. Martha rings the matin bell, it seems to me before cock crow or ere the first faint streaks of dawn are limned in the eastern sky by the rosy fingers of Aurora. At noon the foul ogre cribbage stalks rampant, and seven-up for dim, distant oysters that only the ...
— Rolling Stones • O. Henry

... "Mute is the matin bell, whose early call Warn'd the gray fathers from their humble beds; No midnight taper gleams along the wall, Or round the ...
— The English Spy • Bernard Blackmantle

... basin upon a chair, the punch-bowl and comb upon the table, and the tobacco-pipes, &c. strewed upon the unswept floor, give an admirable picture of the style in which this pride of Drury-lane ate her matin meal. The pictures which ornament the room are, Abraham offering up Isaac, and a portrait of the Virgin Mary; Dr. Sacheverell and Macheath the highwayman, are companion prints. There is some whimsicality in placing the two ladies under a canopy, formed by the unnailed ...
— The Works of William Hogarth: In a Series of Engravings - With Descriptions, and a Comment on Their Moral Tendency • John Trusler

... thine that preached by the Bosphorus, and their pulpits were the airy chambers of the first Christian towers. Where the muezzin every hour from the lofty minaret now calls the faithful Mahometan to prayer, were first heard those matin and vesper chimes which since then throughout Catholic Europe have accompanied the rising and the setting of the sun. Thus the Christian tower immediately becomes associated with the tenderest and most poetical ideas of monastic and pastoral religion. It seemed emulous from the beginning to be the ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 5, No. 27, January, 1860 • Various

... worn-out, exhausted beast had refused to proceed any further. This incident attracted a crowd. Hardly had the cursing and indignant carter had time to utter with proper energy the sacramental word, Matin (the jade), backed up with a pitiless cut of the whip, when the jade fell, never to rise again. On hearing the hubbub made by the passersby, Tholomyes' merry auditors turned their heads, and Tholomyes took advantage of ...
— Les Miserables - Complete in Five Volumes • Victor Hugo

... sullen silence his splendid triumph mars; The waterfalls that leap from jutting ledge In happy song, are speechless as the tomb, And every melody that haunts the woods and streams Has vanished from the earth, and Nature's voice That erstwhile woke the matin in the mead Is silent now as music of ...
— The Loom of Life • Cotton Noe

... glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down, the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength, And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings. Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, By whispering winds soon lulled asleep. Towered cities please us then, And the busy hum of men, Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold With store of ladies, ...
— L'Allegro, Il Penseroso, Comus, and Lycidas • John Milton

... EVEQUES A LA LANTERNE, dans le moment ou le roi entre sa capitale avec deux eveques de son conseil dans sa voiture,—un coup de fusil, que j'ai vu tirer dans un des carrosses de la reine,—M. Bailly appellant cela un beau jour,—l'assemblee ayant declare froidement le matin, qu'il n'etoit pas de sa dignite d'aller toute entiere environner le roi,—M. Mirabeau disant impunement dans cette assemblee, que le vaisseau de l'etat, loin d'etre arrete dans sa course, s'elanceroit avec plus de ...
— The Works of the Right Honourable Edmund Burke, Vol. III. (of 12) • Edmund Burke



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