How many people must be like Saint-Gueltas, like Count de Sauvieres, like Rebec!
"The George Sand-Gustave Flaubert Letters"
George Sand, Gustave Flaubert Translated by A.L. McKensie
He marveled over the Rebec that he set in the hands of some lady of the land, drank in the musical notes of her ballad, and in the twilight by the gothic arch above the hearth he told his love in a gloom so deep that he could not read his answer in her eyes.
"The Magic Skin"
Honore de Balzac
As the sun sets slowly and the shadows gather, this aged sepulchre of the dead of Rouen gradually gives up its secrets, and the ancient city of past centuries reappears to the grating of the Rebec of the "Danse Macabre."
"The Story of Rouen"
Sir Theodore Andrea Cook