"Gui" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... were to meet at a certain town, or, failing that, at a certain post-house on the high road from Naples to Rome; were to carry drawing-books, color boxes, and camp-stools, as if they had been artists out on a sketching-tour; and were to proceed to the place of the duel on foot, employing no gui des, for fear of treachery. Such general arrangements as these, and others for facilitating the flight of the survivors after the affair was over, formed the conclusion of this extraordinary document, which was signed, in initials only, by ...
— The Queen of Hearts • Wilkie Collins
... gui daignez me departir Les fruits d'une Muse divine, O roi! je ne puis consentir Que, sans daigner m'en avertir, Vous alliez prendre medecine. Je suis votre malade-ne, Et sur la casse et le sene, J'ai des notions non communes. ...
— History of Friedrich II. of Prussia, Vol. XVI. (of XXI.) - Frederick The Great--The Ten Years of Peace.--1746-1756. • Thomas Carlyle
... candle, and and bother her very much. One night she managed to get hold of it, and she singed its head in the candle. Next day, a woman who was her neighbor came to the house with her head all tied up. 'Ah! macoum,' asked the sewing-woman, 'a ou ni dans guile-ou?' And the other answered, very angrily, 'Ou ni toupet mand moin a moin ni dans guile moin!—et ct ou qui t bril guile moin nans chandelle-ou hi-sou.'" (You have the impudence to ask what is the matter ...
— Two Years in the French West Indies • Lafcadio Hearn
... Athenian temples, and to burn the silken robes and the jewelled treasures in the public-squares of Venice. One contemplates the thing in its most unlovely aspects—in the form of Simeon Stylites upon his pillar, devoured by worms, or of Bernard Gui, with his racks and his thumb-screws and his "secular arm"—and it seems the very culmination of all human madness and horror. And yet, it does not cease to come; and he upon whom it seizes may not free himself by any power of his will, ...
— Love's Pilgrimage • Upton Sinclair
... GUI. I do not know, Giovanni. I know I have a passion in my stomach So bitter I can taste it on my tongue. She hates me. And her hatred draws me to her As the moon draws ...
— The Lamp and the Bell • Edna St. Vincent Millay |
