Adieu! 'tis love's last greeting, The parting hour is come! And fast thy soul is fleeting To seek its starry home.
Our century is a brutal thinker. - Pierre-Jean De Beranger
Our century is a brutal thinker.
- Pierre-Jean De Beranger
A man's reception depends upon his coat; his dismissal upon the wit he shows. - Pierre-Jean De Beranger
A man's reception depends upon his coat; his dismissal upon the wit he shows.
Adieu! 'tis love's last greeting, The parting hour is come! And fast thy soul is fleeting To seek its starry home. - Pierre-Jean De Beranger
Our friends, the enemy. - Pierre-Jean De Beranger
Our friends, the enemy.
Flow wine, smile woman, and the universe is consoled. - Pierre-Jean De Beranger
Flow wine, smile woman, and the universe is consoled.
Old age doth in sharp pains abound; We are belabored by the gout, Our blindness is a dark profound, Our deafness each one laughs about. Then reason's… - Pierre-Jean De Beranger
Old age doth in sharp pains abound; We are belabored by the gout, Our blindness is a dark profound, Our deafness each one laughs about. Then reason's…
Glory is a shroud that posterity often tears from the shoulders of those who wore it when living. - Pierre-Jean De Beranger
Glory is a shroud that posterity often tears from the shoulders of those who wore it when living.
When in our days Religion is made a political engine, she exposes herself to having her sacred character forgotten. The most tolerant become intolera… - Pierre-Jean De Beranger
When in our days Religion is made a political engine, she exposes herself to having her sacred character forgotten. The most tolerant become intolera…
Gaily! gaily! close our ranks! Arm! Advance! Hope of France! Gaily! gaily! closed our ranks! Onward! Onward! Gauls and Franks! - Pierre-Jean De Beranger
Gaily! gaily! close our ranks! Arm! Advance! Hope of France! Gaily! gaily! closed our ranks! Onward! Onward! Gauls and Franks!
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