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Morning by Victor Hugo [translated by H.L. Williams]
The mist of the morning is torn by the peaks
Old towers gleam white in the ray,
And already the glory so joyously seeks
The lark that’s saluting the day.
Then smile away, man, at the heavens so fair,
Though, were you swept hence in the night,
From your dark, lonely tomb the owlets would stare
At the sun rising newly as bright.
But out of earth’s trammels your soul would have flown
Where glitters Eternity’s stream,
And you shall have wake ‘midst pure glories unknown,
As sunshine disperses a dream.
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Word of the Day 09/23/12: oeillade
oeillade
[F.] [uh(r) yahd] : a glance of the eye; stare
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Word of the Day 09/21/12: tracasserie
tracasserie: a state of disturbance or annoyance; a turmoil, bother, fuss; an embroilment, a petty quarrel, a tempest in a teapot
[from French tracasser— to fuss about]
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Word of the Day 08/12/12: oriflamme
oriflamme [OR-uh-flam]: banner, symbol, or ideal inspiring devotion or courage
The Olympic torch serves as an oriflamme to the athletes of the world.
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Word of the Day 08/09/12: maquette
maquette [ma-KET]: a sculptor’s small preliminary model or sketch; a model of a room or building
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Raoul Dufy- Open Window, Nice (1928)
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Posted on June 4, 2012 via coffeemakescreative. with 192 notes
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France Gall- Poupee De Cire, Poupee De Son
Old school French Eurovision! (1965)
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Arrêt!
Whilst “Stop” signs in France are in English, in Quebec, they are in French.
