Berlin and Sans-Souci: Or, Frederick the Great and His Friends. An Historical Romance

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D. Appleton, 1899 - Prussia (Germany) - 497 pages
 

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Page 413 - as you are now in my power, I should like to know what sort of reception you will give me when I go to Rome. When I appear before your holiness, what will you say to me ?" — " Sire," replied the abbe, " I will say, O powerful black eagle, cover me with your wings, but save me from your beak !"* But the man of the most conversational talent who was now attached to Frederic was another Italian, the Marquis Lucchesini. Lucchesini was a native of the little state of...
Page 464 - Se mele au plus grossier mensonge: Cette nuit, dans 1'erreur d'un songe Au rang des rois j'e'tais monte", }e vous aimais, princesse, et j'osais vous le dire! Les dieux a mon reveil ne m'ont pas tout 6t£; Je n'ai perdu que mon empire.
Page 356 - Oui, finissons sans trouble et mourons sans regrets, En laissant 1'univers comble de nos bienfaits. Ainsi 1'astre du jour au bout de sa carriere, Re'pand sur 1'horizon une douce lumiere ; Et les derniers rayons qu'il darde dans les airs, Sont les derniers soupirs qu'il donne a 1'univers...
Page 477 - ... dès qu'elle eut cette composition, elle s'empressa de s'en frotter les yeux, ce qui produisit un si funeste effet, qu'elle courut le plus grand danger de devenir aveugle, et que depuis elle a toujours eu les yeux à moitié sortis de leurs orbites, et aussi hideux qu'ils avaient été beaux jusque-là.
Page 357 - The living have a holy horror of death; it is not well to speak of graves or death lightly!" this marble lie immovable, and the grave beneath it be a mystery for many long years ! " The king shook his head lightly, and a heavenly peace was written on his features.
Page 144 - Think you, that because I am a king, I have no heart, no thirst for beauty ? Go ! but remember that, though a king; I have the eyes and the passions of other men. I, too, am intoxicated by the perfume of flowers and the beauty of...
Page 497 - So they parted, and their friendship was in ashes; and no after-protestations could bring it to life. The great king and the great poet parted, never to meet again.
Page 183 - Have you not said to them, that we are not only the servants of God, but the servants of the King of Prussia?
Page 423 - have you no tender word of greeting, of warm home-love to say to me? Do you not know that five years have passed since we have seen each other alone, and enjoyed that loving and confidential intercourse which becomes brothers and sisters ? " sorrows, and left their shadows there ! Look at me, my brother — am I the same sister Amelia ? " " No," said the king, " no ! You are pallid — your cheeks are hollow.
Page 424 - I stand now before you, princess, not as a king, but as the ambassador of a king. Princess Amelia...

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