Argot and slang : $b a new French and English dictionary of the cant words, quaint expressions, slang terms and flash phrases used in the high and low life of old and new Paris — John Shaqi
Argot and slang : $b a new French and English dictionary of the cant words, quaint expressions, slang terms and flash phrases used in the high and low life of old and new ParisBarrère, Albert
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Argot and slang : $b a new French and English dictionary of the cant words, quaint expressions, slang terms and flash phrases used in the high and low life of old and new Paris
Barrère, Albert
French language -- Dictionaries -- English; French language -- Slang -- Dictionaries
The Sunday following when I went to Uxbridge Road, I went down a lane
called Mount Pleasant, at Clapton; it was about six o’clock. Down
at the bottom of the lane you could get a fine view of Walthamstow;
so while I was leaning against the rails I felt very miserable. I
was thinking about when I was at Feltham. I thought I had threw away
the only chance I had of doing better; and as I stood thinking, the
bells of St. Matthew’s Church began to play a hymn-tune I had heard
at Feltham. This brought tears to my eyes: this was the first time
in my life that I thought what a wretch I was. I was going home very
downcast, when I met some pals, who said, “Why, what is the matter?
you look miserable.” So I said, “I don’t feel very well.” So they
said, “Are you coming to have something to drink?--that will liven you
up.” So I went in with them, and began to drink very hard to drown my
thoughts.
Le dimanche d’après, en allant à Uxbridge Road, je
dégringole une ruelle appellée Mount Pleasant, à Clapton;
il était à peu près six _plombes_. Au fond de la ruelle
on avait une vue magnifique de Walthamstow; donc pendant
que je m’appuyais contre la palissade j’avais _des
papillons noirs dans la sorbonne_. Je pensais au temps
où j’étais à Feltham. Je voyais que j’avais perdu la
seule occasion que j’avais de _rengracier_ et étant là
à réfléchir, les _retentissantes_ de la _rampante_ de
Saint-Matthew se mirent à jouer un hymne que j’avais
entendu à Feltham. Ceci me fit _baver des clignots_:
pour la première fois de ma vie je _jacte_ à _mézigue_,
Quel misérable tu es! Je _rappliquais à la niche_, en
_paumant mes plumes_, quand je _tombe en frime_ de deux
_fanandes_ qui _bonnissent_, “Eh bien, qu’est-ce qu’il y
a; tu as une _sale bobinette_? “Alors je _jacte_, “Je
suis _tocquard_.” “Alors viens avec nous te _rincer la
dalle_, ça te ragaillardira.” Je suis allé avec eux, et
j’ai commencé à _picter d’attaque_ pour noyer le chagrin.
Monday morning I felt just the same as I always did; I felt ready for
the old game again. So I went to Hoxton, and some of the mob said to
me, “Why, where have you been the last week or so--we thought you had
fell?” So I told them I had been ill.
Le lundi matin d’après, je me suis senti comme
d’_habitongue_ et prêt à _rappliquer_ au _turbin_. Je
suis allé à Hoxton, et quelques-uns de la _gance_ m’ont
_fait la jactance_, “Eh bien, où as-tu été pendant
tous ces _reluis_--nous pensions que tu t’étais fait
_emballer_?” Je leur réponds que j’avais été _tocquard_.
I went out the next day to Maidenhead, and touched for some wedge and a
poge (purse), with over five quid in it.
Le lendemain je suis allé à Maidenhead. J’ai _fait_ de la
_blanquette_ et une _filoche_ qui contenait plus de cinq
_sigues_.
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