Examples of using "Déploie" in a sentence and their english translations:
Just rolling it up in this fraction of a second.
Spread your wings and fly away.
Yea, would to God, I were among the roses, That lean to kiss you as you float between While on the lowest branch a bud uncloses A bud uncloses, to touch you, my queen.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
- How do I open the hood?
- How do I open the bonnet?
"Thou hast whate'er 'tis lawful to advise; / go, and with deathless deeds raise Ilion to the skies."
One day and now another passed; the gale / sings in the shrouds, and calls us to depart.
He spake, and nearer through the city came / the roar, the crackle and the fiery glow / of conflagration, rolling floods of flame.
"Back o'er the deep," cries Calchas; "nevermore / shall Argives hope to quell the Trojan might, / till, homeward borne, new omens ye implore, / and win the blessing back, which o'er the waves ye bore."
Pale at the sight we fly; unswerving, these / glide on and seek Laocoon. First, entwined / in stringent folds, his two young sons they seize, / with cruel fangs their tortured limbs to grind.
Then, tired of toiling, from the ships they bear / the sea-spoiled corn, and Ceres' tools prepare, / and 'twixt the millstones grind the rescued grain / and roast the pounded morsels for their fare.
Strong as his father, Pyrrhus onward pushed, / nor bars nor warders can his strength sustain. / Down sinks the door, with ceaseless battery crushed.
So when the bold and compact band I see, / "Brave hearts", I cry, "but brave, alas! in vain; / if firm your purpose holds to follow me / who dare the worst, our present plight is plain. / Troy's guardian gods have left her; altar, fane, / all is deserted, every temple bare. / The town ye aid is burning. Forward, then, / to die and mingle in the tumult's blare."
It was a spacious harbour, sheltered deep / from access of the winds, but looming vast / with awful ravage, AEtna's neighbouring steep / thundered aloud, and, dark with clouds, upcast / smoke and red cinders in a whirlwind's blast. / Live balls of flame, with showers of sparks, upflew / and licked the stars, and in combustion massed, / torn rocks, her ragged entrails, molten new, / the rumbling mount belched forth from out the boiling stew.
Such as Diana, with her Oreads seen / on swift Eurotas' banks or Cynthus' crest, / leading the dances. She, in form and mien, / armed with her quiver, towers above the rest, / and tranquil pleasure thrills Latona's silent breast.
The images detached from every aspect of life merge into a common stream in which the unity of that life can no longer be recovered. Fragmented views of reality regroup themselves into a new unity as a separate pseudoworld that can only be looked at. The specialization of images of the world evolves into a world of autonomized images where even the deceivers are deceived. The spectacle is a concrete inversion of life, an autonomous movement of the nonliving.