Marie Blaze de Bury

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Marie Blaze de Bury Once a Week (1860)

All the houses in Paris, from the Hôtel Pozzo to the Hôtel Duchâtel, are inhabited by masters and mistresses whose business it is, if they open their doors at all, to open them only to people who repudiate and declaim against the acts of the Government. And if you believe that honesty is better than fraud, and freedom preferable to oppression, you are obliged to be very glad for the morality of France that these centres of opposition still exist.
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Marie Blaze de Bury Once a Week (1860)

Of what use on earth would it be to us, who can speak for ourselves on all subjects, and at all times, to commit the guardianship of our rights and liberties to a hundred fine ladies, a hundred sprightly wits, threescore members of the Institute, or a thousand long-haired students with flat woollen caps and sea-spawn pipes. Yet these are the guardians of public liberties both in Germany and in France
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Marie Blaze de Bury Once a Week (1863)

Ye are no more the sons of Albion’s rearing,
Thus barricaded behind sheathèd wall:
For you the warrior-music hath no cheering
With which we, erst, so often led the ball!
“Lies England’s lion sick, and old and weary?
Where is the spirit that in ye was born?
Have our old sailor-songs no power to cheer ye?
Is ‘Rule Britannia’ now a thing to scorn?
“You speak not—shame, I ween, your souls possessing
Of that huge bulk which doth your lives invest—
Shame seizes you,—in inmost hearts confessing
That e’en the name of ‘Warrior’ is a jest.
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