The Living Age, 239. köideLiving Age Company, 1903 |
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Page 294
... corvée , to insult and injury , and scarcely murmur . But ' ware the coward , and ' ware the absentee . After the ... corvées such as a decadent fancy may invent . He will beat the moats all night when my lady is lying in , lest the ...
... corvée , to insult and injury , and scarcely murmur . But ' ware the coward , and ' ware the absentee . After the ... corvées such as a decadent fancy may invent . He will beat the moats all night when my lady is lying in , lest the ...
Page 296
... corvées and quit - rents of one sort or another ; but he sold his cattle and crops for coin at the fair , and put the treasured sols and livres in some safe place be- hind the rafter or under the hearth- stone . The corvée was the ...
... corvées and quit - rents of one sort or another ; but he sold his cattle and crops for coin at the fair , and put the treasured sols and livres in some safe place be- hind the rafter or under the hearth- stone . The corvée was the ...
Page 493
... corvée is supposed to be extinct , but the smaller country roads are still mended by " prestation , " that is to say , by the personal labor of the farmer or his men , and he must find both the ma- terial and the means of transport ...
... corvée is supposed to be extinct , but the smaller country roads are still mended by " prestation , " that is to say , by the personal labor of the farmer or his men , and he must find both the ma- terial and the means of transport ...
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