It is a thirsty season, Virgil mine: But would you taste the grape's Calenian juice, Client of noble youths, to earn your wine Some nard you must produce.
A tiny box of nard shall bring to light The cask that in Sulpician cellar lies: O, it can give new hopes, so fresh and bright, And gladden gloomy eyes.
Ménard also deposits a dusty bottle which we all regard in silence but with respect.
Oyster forks in this region made us all think--Ménard had a Prince Albert coat on over his uniform.
Ménard and Foulu prepare the evening meal before the arrival of the post-sergeant.
Ménard brings the jus, excellent coffee which he pours in the cups.
Nard needs me no more than I need him--bless the boy!
Give my love to Nard when you see him--well, then, my kind regards and best wishes if the other term conflicts with your proper spirit, and tell him I have located out here to grow up with the country.
Nard Oil is made of three ounces of Spikenard, sweet oil one pound and an half, sweet white Wine and clear water, of each two ounces and an half, boiled to the consumption of the moisture.
Or have smelt o' the bud o' the brier, Or the nard in the fire?
Ménard will object, “a child must not be put into a position of being able to oppose its father’s belief to that of its mother or of its grand-mother.
Ménard has chosen, and let us ask how, in general, the child must be spoken to about death.
Galen and Dioscorides give a somewhat similar account of Spikenard or Nardostachys, but the latter states that the so-called Syrian Nardcame in reality from India, whence it was brought to Syria for shipment.
The heads of the Nard spread out into ears; hence it is that Nard is so famous for its two-fold production, the spike or ear, and the leaf.
A scent of sandal-wood, nard and spikenard, was in the chamber; stirred occasionally by the breeze that whispered over Florence and entered the open window, this perfume strengthened and was wafted out into the street.
The chemical action of light on a mixture of chlorine and hydrogen was discovered by Gay-Lussac and Thénard (1809).
The sporting nature of the proposal coming from the sedate Thénard rather tickled him.
The girl was silent for a moment, then she asked where Thénard was.
If Félix had possessed a wife, he and she might have stood for the man and woman mentioned by Thénard in his lecture.
When Thénard spoke of Berselius there was something more than absence of friendship in his tone.
Thénard laughed the laugh of cynical confession, buttoning his overcoat at the same time and preparing to go.
Then came the day when the evil he was suffering from declared itself in a physical manner and Thénard was called in.
Can old man Thénard have a down on this Berselius and does he in his heart of hearts imagine that by allotting P.
Thénard had relieved the pressure by operation, but there was great weakness.
Thénard and presented them to a functionary with a large pale face, who was seated at a table close to the door.
Thénard had found a slight depression of the inner table of the skull, and some congestion and thickening of the dura mater.
Thénard had been summoned and he had diagnosed pressure on the brain, or, at least, irritation from depressed bone, due to the accident.
Ménard did not go out with Radisson and Groseillers, as is erroneously recorded.
Though Gareau had been slain trying to ascend the Ottawa and Father Ménard had by this time preached in the forests of Lake Michigan, the Jesuits had made no great discoveries in the Northwest.
At Palermo you boasted you loved to talk with a foe over two sword-blades; Syrian nard softens your courage and your arm.
Echénard gets his from Corsica, and you then learn how they can vary.
The peculiar character of the duke rendered his liaison with Mademoiselle Ménard very stormy.
Sartine in which he promised never again to torment Mademoiselle Ménard nor to interfere with Beaumarchais, asking only that the latter keep himself at a distance.
Acting on the wishes of her protector, Mademoiselle Ménard had renounced the theater and was in the habit of receiving at her house poets, musicians, and great lords, Beaumarchais among the rest.
My commission for her finished and finding myself near the lodging of Mademoiselle Ménard whom I had not seen for a long time, I mounted to her apartments.
In speaking to you of Mademoiselle Ménard I forget my personal injuries.
Mademoiselle Ménard persisted in remaining in the world.
Monsieur le Duc, "Mademoiselle Ménard has notified me that she has returned to her home and has invited me to come to see her along with all her other friends, when I can make it convenient.
The duc de Chaulnes, perceiving very soon that Mademoiselle Ménard found Beaumarchais very agreeable, his friendship turned to fury.
It was at the moment of the return of Mademoiselle Ménard to her home that Beaumarchais wrote the following letter to the duke.
In March, 1719, Bénard de la Harpe left the feeble little French post at Natchitoches with six soldiers and a sergeant.
It is unnecessary for Inness to cover his ground with snow to make his picture express a certain degree of cold, neither is it necessary for Monténard to fill his Provençal roads with clouds of dust to show how hot they are.
For a moment Jean Bènard said no more, but when he spoke again there was a choking sound in his voice.
I did not know it at the time, but we found her afterwards, Jean Bènard and I.
As they did so a gust of wind brought a scurry of snow in their faces, and Bènard looked anxiously up into the sky.
Bènard blocked the window, and they sat down to eat.
The cry brought Jean Bènard from the hut at a run.
Jean Bènard saw him, and in order to make himself heard shouted to him.
Bènard considered the answer for a moment, and entertaining no doubt that it was the true one, wasted no further time in that direction.
They marched up the lake five hundred yards or more, the camp behind them maintaining the silence of the dead, then Bènard halted.
Bènard rose slowly to his feet, and in the little light reflected from the snow Stane read the grief of the man's heart in his face.
A burst of light laughter reached the men by the camp fire and Jean Bènard looked round.
He went to the hut, and busied himself with the meal which the trapper had been preparing, and presently Jean Bènard called him.
He was afraid, and though Jean Bènard slept on, he himself could not rest.
But right in the nick of time, when I was expecting to die, the owner of our cabin, Jean Bènard came back.
Bènard bent to his task and made a rattling pace, travelling in a bee-line for their quarry, since the lake's surface offered absolutely no obstructions.
Clénard helped to arrange the books, and Vasée became librarian.
Don Ferdinand had a commission to bring back professors for the University of Salamanca, where learning was beginning to revive; and Clénard was easily induced to visit a country which might contain the relics of Moorish culture.
She herself explained the reason in an affectionate interview with her own sisters: "Théophane Vénard is a little saint; his life was not marked by anything extraordinary.
