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... there was also a note, a black-edged card whose envelope was sealed with a red death’s head in wax. “Mademoiselle Delacroix, I know what happened t... ... porcelain mask over one side of his face. His hair was black as a raven’s wing and he exuded confidence and mastery. He raised one gloved hand to ... ...ment. I could ride tonight after all. “Francois,” I called, “Lead me to the wings. We are ready.” His shock at seeing me mounted on an unknown horse... ...ute ecole schooling, and so he did as I asked. It was not until I was in the wings, awaiting my cue amidst whispers of “Isn’t that Cesare, the horse ... ...ant corset, of black silk embroidered with roses, black lace stockings with red garters, and a sheer lawn chemise with only the tiniest straps were a... ...h. He rolled the stocking the rest of the way up my leg, 20 fastening the red garter around my thigh and draping the lacy stocking top over it in a... ...similar to the tone of my gown, beautifully fitted trousers, highly polished shoes and white kid gloves. I could not help my intake of breath at the... ...and brought the beautiful evening ensemble to me, folded carefully with the shoes and jewel boxes on top of it all. “Don’t forget these,” he smiled... ... out next, along with my everyday corset and chemise, and a pair of walking shoes. Erik dressed in loose black trousers and an open shirt while I d...

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...DONIA C O N T E N T S Short Fiction A Beheaded Cart Language of Black and Red On the Bus to Town The Butterflies are Laughing The C... ...into a truck and, with assorted other junk, incinerated. Return Language of Black and Red by Sam Vaknin Eli and I sit on ladder-bac... ...nd sizzling highways. This loot proves his detractors wrong. It loudly states, in black and red: I am here, not to be snubbed. "Let's play some bac... ...smile at that and the tension plexus slackens. A febrile thought: Jailers are ultra right-wing and rabid nationalists. Terrorism must never be all... ...ands high up and waves his red-white butterflies. He imitates their flight. He plucks their wings. He laughs and I respond by laughing and Nomi join... ...s my cornered and abashed existence, like a besuited mummy with gleaming imitation leather shoes. She does my laundry and my ironing, too. I did no... ...nging to it awkwardly, straightened the wrinkles in her dress and gazed at her flat patent shoes uncomfortably. She knocked on the outer screen rigi... ...rawl on the only bed, fully clothed. Waving his legs and matching toes to heels he shed his shoes, displaying threadbare socks. He shoved a sausage...

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...sex with a woman and it had all gone awry. Sang Huin sighed. He took off his shoes in the bus. He stroked his feet, in short white sports socks, acros... ...s labeled as dirty a few nights ago: the way he walked on the floor with his shoes instead of taking them off at the door; the half open window that a... ...nt me," said one, "or do you want another?" Sang Huin's face turned a bright red like it did with drinking a bottle of beer. He smiled and looked towa... ... sarem. He chuckled and then smiled at the faces he took in. He waited at a red light with other pedestrians. He sifted out bodies and faces. For a f... ...e picked up a key, a toothbrush, and a razor at the counter. He took off his shoes and left them with the worker who deposited them into a small shoe ... ... a tank through a desert and into Baghdad half-naked and exposed, waving her red white and blue brassiere from the opened hatch of the tank. Yes, she... ...lost without a mommy role. Fool, experience your contumely now...Feel those wings that no one else has. You are innately volant if left to yourself. ... ...the morning had carried her here the way birds, without having to flap their wings, soared on waves of solar energy that were refracted from the groun...

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...t, recapture the dead smile on lips surren- dered forever; then, as on the wings of Death, betakes herself and her reader in the direction of the esca... ...at his frame was dust. He danced along the dingy days, And this bequest of wings Was but a book. What liberty A loosened spirit brings! 19 ... ...XXXIII DARE you see a soul at the white heat? Then crouch within the door. Red is the fire’s common tint; But when the vivid ore Has sated flame’s con... ...on. “’T is iris, sir, and aster, Anemone and bell, Batschia in the blanket red, And chubby daffodil.” Meanwhile at many cradles Her busy foot she plie... ...ime ’t is,” she said; “The bumble-bees will wake them When April woods are red.” XI PIGMY seraphs gone astray, Velvet people from Vevay, ... ...he—he followed close behind; I felt his silver heel Upon my ankle,—then my shoes Would overflow with pearl. 93 Until we met the solid town, No man he... ...eous, yet harrowing grace, As guest who would be gone. And thus, without a wing, Or service of a keel, Our summer made her light escape Into the beaut... ...praise And praise as mere as blame. LXXXVIII WE like March, his shoes are purple, He is new and high; Makes he mud for dog and peddler, ... ... thee, sweet face. 221 We learn in the retreating 220 We like March, his shoes are purple, 131 We never know how high we are 58 We never know we g...

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..., though Betty had high cheek-bones, a large nose, rough complex- ion, and red hair, and her countenance was more loveable and trustworthy than symmet... ...s with tiny blue butterflies hovering over harebells. There were blue silk shoes, likewise home-made, with silver buckles, and the long mittens and de... ... CO THE COWSLIPS WSLIPS WSLIPS WSLIPS WSLIPS The insect youth are on the wing, Eager to taste the honeyed spring, And float amid the liquid no... ... been up at least two hours. Aurelia led forward little Eugene in a tailed red coat, long-breasted buff waistcoat, buff tights and knit- ted stockings... ... seen thus! What a hoyden he will think you!” as the hoofs went on and the red coat vanished. “He! Who? Not the farmer?” said Aurelia. “This is not la... ... a little stick in defi- ance of an angry gander, who with white outspread wings, snake-like neck, bent and protruded, and frightful screams and hisse... ...e angry?” he concluded, ruefully surveying the dainty little stockings and shoes coated with black mud. But before the buckled shoon had been scraped,... ...se, except that they must not make a noise before the windows of the other wing, which you will see closed with shutters, for those are Mr. Belamour’s... ...ed with Flanders lace, had her three little charges, all in white with red shoes, red sashes, and red ribbons in their caps, drawn up in the hall to w...

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... way to the curiosity dealers. At last we reached a large study in a cross wing, with all the windows looking into an immense garden. “ ‘Monsieur le C... ...like a country- man, in an old pair of gray flannel trousers, heavy wooden shoes, and shabby shooting coat, a peaked cap on my head, a ragged bandana ... ...e by its peculiar tone of white—for there are as many tones of white as of red or blue. On looking at the Countess, the eye seemed to feel that tender... ...aris. “But for the bitter smile which occasionally played on the beautiful red lips of this pale woman, it would have been possible to believe that th... ...work, all the same, to keep me from soar- ing too often on the many-tinted wings of the angel, and wan- dering in the world of fancy. There are medita... ...on the steps you take.’ 51 Balzac “ ‘That means that you will fly—’ “ ‘On wings!’ she cried, ‘to the New World—’ “ ‘Where you will be at the mercy of...

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...ls, touched with gray, her pale eyes, prim black silk apron, and sandalled shoes, rise before me full of happy associations of tender kindness and pat... ...h he concealed his own secret regrets. Did not even Selina Clarkson, whose red cheeks, dark blue eyes, and jetty profusion of shining curls, were our ... ...s much struck with them as with the wonderful transformations of Goody-Two-Shoes under the wand of Harlequin. Brother-like, we might tease our one gir... ...t shine as Griff’s—enough to make us correct possible vanity by terming it red, though we were ready to fight any one else who presumed to do so. Inde... ...ely, though silently, proud of her in her white embroidered cambric frock, red sash and shoes, and coral necklace, almost an heirloom, for it had been... ...ilently, proud of her in her white embroidered cambric frock, red sash and shoes, and coral necklace, almost an heirloom, for it had been brought from... ...e some poor wounded thing, I deemed I should not evermore Refit my wounded wing. Nailed to the ground and fastened there, This was the thought of my d... ...into her lap or the door pockets, and tried to persuade Martyn that rooks’ wings, dead hedgehogs, sticks and stones of vari- ous merits, might be foun... ...-eastern angle, where the ground began sloping so near the house that this wing—if it may so be called—containing two good-sized rooms nearly on a lev...

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...eard since then) the Painted Hill. Well, now it was all painted a bright yellow with our costumes; and the dress of the soldiers who guarded us being ... ...that you shall have the chance!’ said he, and pledged me again; and again I did him scrupulous honour. The news of this defiance spread from prisoner ... ...ging its further passage. Leclos, the sergeant-major, set us in our stations, engaged our wands, and left us. To avoid blood-stained clothing, my adve... ...etch a point myself. This rock is very high, and it is very steep; a man might come by a devil of a fall from almost any part of it, 33 Stevenson and... ...al point neglected; and I ran to the head of the stairs to find myself already too late. The lawyer was beyond my view; in the archway that led downwa... ...ularly fine. My mind being busy upon other things, the course of my eye was the more random; and it chanced that I followed, for some time, the advanc... ...ound that brought my heart into my mouth: the sound of some one slyly trying the handle of the door. It had been pre- ceded by no audible footstep. Si...

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...s very gloomiest crater. There it was, indeed, that the human had risen on wings from the grave; but, for that reason, there also it was that the divi... ... Taylor Coleridge, “the golden, beaming sun looks like a dull orange, or a red billiard ball.”—Introd. to Biog. Lit., p. clxii. And, upon this 33 Aut... ...aven hov- 34 Thomas de Quincey ered a gleaming host of faces, veiled with wings, around the pillows of the dying children. And such beings sympathize... ...a certain suc- cession of notes could be concerted and sustained. Near the Red Sea lies a chain of sand hills, which, by a natural system of grooves i... ... which the antagonistic idea, not less mysterious, of life, rose, as if on wings, amidst tropic glories and floral pageantries that seemed even more s... ...ther’s return, which else had been fitted only to interpose one transitory red-letter day in the calendar of a child, the shadowy power of an inefface... ...ular, she was said to have gone to a ball with- 212 Thomas de Quincey out shoes or stockings, which seems to argue the same sort of ignorance, and th...

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...s garden, and set them digging, then turned my attention to the path. I could not go into my bush path for two reasons: 1st, sore hands; 2nd, had on m... ...ffable joy. Our dinner—the lowest we have ever been—consisted of one avocado pear between Fanny and me, a ship’s biscuit for the guidman, white bread ... ...would I could tell you the moving story of our cart and cart-horses; the latter are dapple-grey, about sixteen hands, and of enormous substance; the f... ...ass the time of day. The great Aitu Saumai-afe was once a living woman; and be- came an Aitu, no one understands how; she lives in a stream at the wel... ...both of us put together and a piece over; she used us 112 Robert Louis Stevenson like a mouse with children. I had started barefoot; Belle had soon t... ... yet received my proofs at all, but shall certainly wait for your suggestions. Cer- tainly, Chaps. 17 to 20 are the hitch, and I confess I hur- ried ... ...y years in these still islands has ingrained the sentiment perhaps. Here are no trains, only men pacing barefoot. No carts or carriages; at worst the ... ... dictating. St. Ives is unintellectual and except as an adventure novel, dull. But the adventures seem to me sound and pretty probable; and it is a lo...

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...es and lances, friends into en- emies, and the French white cross into the red cross of Spain! When Monsieur de Bourbon took Rome,—[In 1527]—an ensign... ...from which the other had fled.—[Tacit, Annal., i. 63.]—Some- times it adds wings to the heels, as in the two first: some- times it nails them to the g... ...ft up their shoulders, and hang down their heads; where they put off their shoes when they enter the king’s palace; where the eunuchs, who take charge... ...nd vulgar souls are unworthy of philosophy. If we see a shoemaker with his shoes out at the toes, we say, ’tis no wonder; for, commonly, none go worse... ... greyhound for his speed of heels, not for his fine collar; a hawk for her wing, not for her gesses and bells. Why, in like manner, do we not value a ... ...d girandeurs? If he be angry, can his being a prince keep him from looking red and look- ing pale, and grinding his teeth like a madman? Now, if he be... ...re common to them with men of meaner condition (’tis for the gods to mount winged horses and feed upon ambrosia): they have no other sleep, nor other ...

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...adiant figure, his sparkling eyes, black hair and eyebrows, and the white and red of his face, there was something which produced a physical effect of ... ...f long one, and Kitty in one so short that her shapely legs in tightly drawn red stockings were visible to all beholders; why it was they had to walk ... ...” he went on. “I never longed so for the country, Russian country, with bast shoes and peasants, as when I was spending a winter with my mother in Nic... ... and flitted between the bril liant eyes and the faint smile that curved her red lips. It was as though her nature were so brimming over with somethin... ...a butterfly, clinging to a blade of grass, and just about to open its rainbow wings for fresh flight, her heart ached with a horrible despair. “But perh... ...; “first rate. Only it’s a work to get about! You drag a ton of earth on your shoes.” “Why is it you have earth that’s not sifted?” said Levin. “Well, ... ...reaks of cloud. A hawk flew high over a forest far away wit slow sweep of its wings; another flew with exactly the same motion in the same direction and... ...ds again. Again came the red flash and the sound of a blow, and fluttering its wings as though trying to keep up in the air, the bird halted, stopped st... ... Swinging his scythe just as ever, and moving his feet in their big, plaited shoes with firm, little steps, he climbed slowly up the steep place, and t...

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...em, from time to time, as he passed, looked with a certain attention at the elder man, who, unconscious of observation, rested his eyes upon the rich red front of his dwelling. The house that rose beyond the lawn was a structure to repay such consideration and was the most characteristic object in the peculiarly English picture I have attempted to sketch....

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...he elder man, who, unconscious of observation, rested his eyes upon the rich red front of his dwelling. The house that rose beyond the lawn was a stru... ...ver being the Thames at some forty miles from London. A long gabled front of red brick, with the complexion of which time and the weather had played a... ..., with an arched frame and wide side lights, perched upon little “stoops” of red stone, which descended sidewise to the brick pavement of the street. ... ... an open handed gift of fate, had refreshed and quick ened them, given them wings and something to fly for. Poor Ralph had been for many weeks steeped... ...othing he winced at in the large air of it. He had never supposed she hadn’t wings and the need of beautiful free movements— he wasn’t, with his own l... ...of things you think wrong. Put back your watch. Diet your fever. Spread your wings; rise above the ground. It’s never wrong to do that.” She had liste... ...te dress, and her fair hair was neatly arranged in a net; she wore her small shoes tied sandal fashion about her ankles. She made Isabel a little conv...

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...ddenly out of realities, like the bud from the bough, or the fairy-seeming wing of the summer- cloud from the stern azure of the heavens. A little aft... ...o silence, listens while she sings, And all the aërial audience clap their wings. Soon as the flocks shook off the nightly dews, T wo swains, whom Lov... ...ting larks, while Daphne sings, Shall, listening in mid air, suspend their wings; No more the birds shall imitate her lays, Or, hush’d with wonder, he... ...lessings of a peaceful reign. No more my sons shall dye with British blood Red Iber’s sands, or Ister’s foaming flood: Safe on my shore each unmoleste... ...roote: Fore-piece and buttons all to-brest, Forth thrust a white neck, and red crest. 20 ‘Te-he,’ cried ladies; clerke nought... ...ey change their weekly barber, weekly news, Prefer a new japanner to their shoes, Discharge their garrets, move their beds, and run (They know not whi... ...rd) be said, The moon was up, and men a-bed, The napkins white, the carpet red: The guests withdrawn had left the treat, And down the mice sat, tête-à...

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...losophers, is mak- ing progress, look on the art of waiting for dead men’s shoes as a step in the right direction? To this art we owe several honorabl... ...he white marble of the noble works of art about them stood out against the red stucco walls, and made strong contrasts with the rich T urkey carpets. ... ...ts that he had contracted. He had shut himself up in the least comfortable wing of his palace, and very seldom left his apartments; even Don Juan hims... ...young and beautiful as Antinous, with its dark hair and brilliant eyes and red lips, a head that made hor- rible efforts, but could not move the dead,... ...sculpture, burned in the excess of light like the fantastic figures in the red heart of a brazier. At the fur- ther end of the church, above that blaz... ...nd flowers, and crys- tal, with diamonds and gold, and plumes white as the wings of seraphim; they had set it up on the altar, where the pic- tures of...

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...leave to it: volunteer defenders, riflemen or pikemen in green uniform, or red nightcap (of bonnet rouge), defile before it daily, just on the wing to... ...rm, or red nightcap (of bonnet rouge), defile before it daily, just on the wing towards Brunswick; with the brandishing of arms; always with some touc... ...romeda, and could only wail there to the Earth and Heavens; miraculously a winged Perseus (or Impro- vised Commune) has dawned out of the void Blue, a... ...glie chivalry; Royalist foot 22 The French Revolution - V olume Three ‘in red facing and nankeen trousers;’ breathing death and the gallows. And lo, ... ...l Tartarus for him; his horizon girdled now not with golden hope, but with red flames of remorse; voices from the depths of Nature sounding, Wo, wo on... ...spered, earnestly, apart. During their colloquy I searched every where for shoes, that I might lay off the Advocate pumps (pantoufles de Palais) I had... ...and drive bargains;—and lastly that the Army gets next to no furniture. No shoes, though it is winter; no clothes; some have not even arms: ‘In the Ar... ...t day, come in contact with Saxe-Teschen and the Austrians; Dumouriez wide-winged, they wide-winged; at and around the village of Jemappes, near Mons.... ... incalculable mischief; Hassenfratz sends neither cartridges nor clothing; shoes we have, deceptively ‘soled with wood and pasteboard.’ Nothing in sho...

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...pon the hearthrug, and studied the carefully designed slits upon his cloth shoes. “Name?” he said, looking up in response to an inquiry. “For my part ... ..., and his peering spectacles, his simple baldness, and his lacerated cloth shoes filled the owners of numerous undesirable properties with vain hopes.... ...late colour (so far as her dress had any colour) slashed in one place with red flannel. She let him in and talked to him guardedly and peered at him r... ... went into the runs but after he had been pecked through the cracks in his shoes once or twice he got out again, and watched these monsters through th... ...sington. “Pretty near,” said Mr. Skinner. “Several people could dine off a wing!” said Mr. Bensington. “They’d cut up into joints like butcher’s meat.... ...xious.—Winkles, a frightful duffer … former pupil of mine … no good…. Mrs. Red- wood—unmitigated confidence in Winkles…. You know, man with a manner l... ..., to his practised eye, its flight and particularly the misty whirl of its wings must have seemed weirdly unbirdlike. The instinct of self-defence, I ... ... the thing, he found it was twenty-seven and a half inches across its open wings, and its sting was three inches long. The abdomen was blown clean off... ... a second monster shone wickedly. An- other—a mere dreadful blackness with red-lit eyes and flesh- coloured hands—clutched unsteadily on the wall copi...

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...ents, intolerable though they be, the Author leaves to his friends his old shoes, and in order to make their minds easy, assures them that he has, leg... ...f the king himself. The queen was the first to say that she wished she had wings. To this Monseigneur Odet de Chatillon replied, that she had no need ... ... has inherited leprosy, St Anthony’s fire, the Ardennes’ sickness, and the red rash, and has heaped up all the fevers, agonies, drugs and sufferings o... ...smile at his mistress, who had the majesty of a full-blown rose, ears like shoes, and the complexion of a sick cat, but was so well-dressed, so fine i... ...ecoy bird, in snares, in the toils, with a bird call, by the scent, on the wing, with the cornet, in slime, with a bait, with the lime-twig—indeed, by... ... was possible for a pretty girl to be, but she was obliged to give her her wings. But it was not without prom- ising her many masses and orisons every... ...nd others, intended to carry off the king. The said Avenelles wore a nasty red beard, as shiny as a stick of liquorice, and was devilishly pale, as ar... ...neur Sardini, fearing for his mistress the danger of the proximity of this red learned rogue, and for her having great fear of certain evils, deter- ...

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...n drilling with green buttons, and breeches of the same stuff, and wearing shoes with thin soles and gaiters to the knee, was cleaning a gun with the ... ... close together like those of a Tar- tar,—a likeness to which his crinkled red hair conveyed a sinister expression. His eyes, clear and yellow as thos... ...without reflection, the outcome of instinct. Since 1793 he had trimmed his red beard to the shape of a fan. Even if he had not been (as he was during ... ...howed teeth that were strong and white as almonds, but irregular. Gleaming red whiskers framed this face, which was white and yet mottled in spots. Th... ...d in the stirrups, seemingly held in place by the weight of his hob-nailed shoes. Above his jacket of blue cloth he wore a cloak of some coarse woolle... ...eads were on the block. Come,” he said to Marthe, “come, wife, put on your shoes, take your coat, and 32 An Historical Mystery let us be off! No ques... ...-yard, and the of- fices, placed in what were doubtless the remains of two wings of the old building similar to those that were still standing. The tw... ...hem.” Danger, which seemed to be rolling like an avalanche upon them, gave wings to Marthe’s feet. 36 An Historical Mystery CHAPTER IV LAURENCE DE CI... ...rst act on coming to her majority was to give them the use for life of the wing of the chateau which they occupied. The Hauteserres, as niggardly for ...

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...r demi-sneer; they shall gallantly refund their Mother’s Pension, when the Red Book is produced; gallantly be 11 Thomas Carlyle wounded in duels. A M... ... almost before the sun goes down. This is that famed Martial law, with its Red Flag, its ‘Drapeau Rouge:’ in virtue of which Mayor Bailly, or any Mayo... ...ne pest-struck, (Hannah More’s Life and Correspondence, ii. c. 5.) and his red-blue impassive visage waxing hardly a shade bluer. Chapter 2.1.IV. Jour... ...paces, passing on its way; like the passing shadow of a condor; and such a winged flight of thirty thousand, with mixed cackling and crowing, rose in ... ...ally in hot regions and times, do the proudest palaces we build of it take wings, and become Sahara sand-palaces, spinning many pillared in the whirlw... ... of a Bastille flank itself with fresh-hewn mullions, spread out tyrannous wings; menacing Patriotism? New space for prisoners: and what prisoners? A ... ...uit it all, and go. Wert thou saving French Monarchies; wert thou blacking shoes on the Pont Neuf! The most important of men cannot stay; did the Worl... ...ker, goes to kiss hands at the Tuileries, in round hat and sleek hair, his shoes tied with mere riband or ferrat! The Supreme Usher twitches Dumouriez... ...Supreme Usher twitches Dumouriez aside: “Quoi, Monsieur! No buckles to his shoes?”—”Ah, Mon- sieur,” answers Dumouriez, glancing towards the ferrat: “...