"Galere" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... various officers and diplomates came in late and in full dress. I was informed by one of the company, that six colonels stood the whole time of dinner behind his Excellency's chair! I wonder what French officer would do as much for Louis Philippe! Vogue la galere! From the theatre, which concluded about one, we drove to the house of the ——- Minister, where we spent a very grave half-hour, and then returned home with a very splendid brioche, of generous proportions, which Madame la Baronne de ——- ...
— Life in Mexico • Frances Calderon De La Barca
... chosen a theme so uncongenial. When we find a man writing on Burns, who likes neither HOLY WILLIE, nor the BEGGARS, nor the ORDINATION, nothing is adequate to the situation but the old cry of Geronte: "Que diable allait- il faire dans cette galere?" And every merit we find in the book, which is sober and candid in a degree unusual with biographies of Burns, only leads us to regret more heartily that good work should ...
— Familiar Studies of Men & Books • Robert Louis Stevenson
... absurd to affect modesty or a want of belief in his own power to please. If under such conditions a man had no such faith, he would be an ass beyond the reach of satire. What else but faith in himself should bring him there? 'Que diable faisait-il dans cette galere?' Yet the bold amateur intruding is conscious of a resemblance in himself to the demons mentioned in Holy Writ He believes (in himself), but ...
— The Making Of A Novelist - An Experiment In Autobiography • David Christie Murray
... for me. Like all men of my sort, from Burns downward, I can see evils clearly, and state their nature plainly enough; but when it comes to keeping clear of them, I resemble my tribe in being rather unhandy at judicious strategy. Vogue la galere! ...
— The Chequers - Being the Natural History of a Public-House, Set Forth in - a Loafer's Diary • James Runciman
... the "Resolute," about, to think twice ere I laughed at those whom fate had shackled to a mountain of flesh. When I had time to ask the day and date, it was Sunday, 28th June, 1850, and we had turned our back on the last trace of civilized man. Vogue-la-galere. ...
— Stray Leaves from an Arctic Journal; • Sherard Osborn
... is. They know they are sold to their job. If a woman talks her throat out, what difference can it make? The man's sold to his job. So the women don't bother. They take what they can catch—and vogue la galere." ...
— The Rainbow • D. H. (David Herbert) Lawrence
... are roses golden white, Like the stars that lovers watch On a purple summer night. Here are roses ruddy red, Here are roses Cupid's pink; Here are roses like his cheeks— Deeper—like his lips, I think. Vogue la galere! what if they die, Roses ...
— Old Spookses' Pass • Isabella Valancy Crawford
... at work on their leek porridge and toasted cheese;—and she detests, they say, all coarse meats, evil smells, and strong wines. Could they but think of burning some rosemary in the great hall! but VOGUE LA GALERE, all must now be trusted to chance. Luck hath done indifferent well for me this morning; for I trust I have spoiled a cloak, and made a court fortune. May she do as much ...
— Kenilworth • Sir Walter Scott
... illustres Par le sang de Desille et par les funerailles De tant de Francais massacres.... Un seul jour peut atteindre a tant de renommee, Et ce beau jour luira bientot: C'est quand tu conduiras Jourdan a notre armee, Et Lafayette a l'echafaud.... Invoque en leur galere, ornement des etoiles, Les Suisses de Collot d'Herbois.... Ces heros que jadis sur les bancs des galeres Assit un arret outrageant, Et qui n'ont egorge que tres peu de nos freres Et vole ...
— The French Revolution - A Short History • R. M. Johnston
... "Well, vogue la galere!" exclaimed La Corriveau, starting up. "Let it go as it will! I shall walk to Beaumanoir, and I shall fancy I wear golden garters and silver slippers to make the way easy and pleasant. But you must be hungry, ...
— The Golden Dog - Le Chien d'Or • William Kirby
... and that his great voice had been heard rising above the howl of his pack on still winter nights, and that half-breeds and Indians had come upon his trails, here and there—at widely divergent places. It was the French half-breed superstition of the chasse-galere that chiefly made them disbelieve, and the chasse-galere is a thing not to be laughed at in the northland. It is composed of creatures who have sold their souls to the devil for the power of navigating the air, and there ...
— The Golden Snare • James Oliver Curwood |
