#Eugène Sue

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"Les Misères des Enfants Trouvés" est un roman de l'écrivain français Eugène Sue. Édition intégrale (Les 4 Volumes).

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Hermans doorziet de wereld achter de Hallen

Centre Pompidou; bron beeld: blogspot.com Het is 1977 als onze (Nederlandse) meest besproken schrijver zich buigt over de komst van Centre Pompidou. W.F. Hermans (1921-1995; daar gaat dit stuk over) woonde in Parijs, was de polder, roddel en achterklap ontvlucht en kon zich concentreren op wat er in de Lichtstad gebeurde. De opening van culturele tempel, museum en bibliotheek, vernoemd naar de…

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Eugène Sue's Statue in Annecy, Savoy region of France

French vintage postcard

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thank you @drinkthemlock for tagging me :-) in this tag game.

last song i listened to: piano quartet by robert schumann

currently reading: the mysteries of paris by eugène sue. it is too bad i don't know french i would like to read it in the original language. (& no i never finished captain grant's children but really i had had enough of it)

currently watching: still nothing but i am being haunted by the spectre of the transcontinental railroad <-a manner of saying that i want to rewatch the engineering that built the world and whatnot <-my 2021 history channel documentary watching habits <-sadly it's not all free on the website anymore

currently obsessed with: victorian england as per usual. & communist theory as per usual. & my original characters as per usual. & cetera

contrary to usual i will do a lot of tagging: @wiredalienvampire @verae @spring-heeledjack @koiketto @ahotjanuary @thereddenedking @kaliholtak @strangestcase @nickclose @eeuwigestilte @crescentmp3 @orangegloom @act1finale @sourced4

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   ah that bit in every Romanticist bio where we gotta get the who's who as the author sees it (all this is from the Fourth Musketeer)

At the Café de Paris, on the boulevard, Alexander breathed the air of the great world. There the celebrities of journalism, literature, and dandyism met.

...this gets long

That man with the warlike hat and blinking eyes' is Nestor Roqueplan who has now left his garret, his washbasin-clock and his pistols-candelabra for the comfortable offices of the Figaro.

OK was this before/after/during its time as an anti-Romanticist paper??

Next him is Jules Janin, who looks comfortably rotund but thinks only of snapping at his neighbor, and who will later fight a duel with Dumas about a wretched question of dramatic criticism.

JULES JANIN DUELED ALEX DUMAS?? ...JULES JANIN DUELES ALEX DUMAS AND LIVED?!?

That fellow by way of being a gentleman, dressed with the correctness of an English lord in a blue coat with gold buttons, a yellow waistcoat, and pearl-gray trousers, is the husband of Marie Dorval, Merle, one of the legitimist party, an epicure and an authority on gastronomy.

..wait, isn't that outfit a Werther cosplay? Am I getting the colors wrong?

. . Over at the long table, orating in a high voice, with his face awkwardly swathed in an enormous neckcloth to hide certain unpleasant scars, is Veron, nicknamed the Prince of Wales, actually the manager of the Revue de Paris, who pays Dumas royally, at least for the time being. With his high color, his greedy lips that look as if they were smeared with jam, and his gluttonous eyes, he seems at once an abbot of former times and a comedy valet.

This guy is way more important than you'd guess by how little he shows up in histories! Also he got his start in patent medicine, which is really jumping out at me post-Blue Castle read!

     That tall, thin, dark man, with hair cut brush-shaped and a prominent nose, wearing a velvet caftan and a cap lined with martin fur, is Adolphe de Leuven, librettist of the Postillon de Lonjumeau, who launched Alexander. By his side, flaunting a magnificent kidskin waistcoat and whirling his rhinoceros cane, is handsome Roger de Beauvoir, with a mop of curly black hair, the only one of Alexander's friends who is an aristocrat of wealth-Beauvoir who entertains six hundred people at the Hôtel de Pimodan, and who has just challenged Balzac for accusing him of being named neither Roger nor Beauvoir. Although Balzac took the trouble to send him "forty pages of excuses," the dandy will listen to nothing and proclaims: "I scorn M. de Balzac's prose, I want only his skin!"

holy shit Balzac you messed up??

     Here is Eugène Sue, very smart in his sea-green coat, with a rather vulgar turn of the nose that detracts from his good looks. Last, simpler and jollier than the rest, is that good fellow Méry who passes for a librarian at Marseilles, but who is always off on a lark to Paris; an amazing improviser who can compose correctly an act of a classical tragedy within two hours, and in the drawing-rooms describe the tortures of hell so vividly that the ladies beg for mercy.

Fun new party game: Describe the tortures of hell!

     Near these gentlemen, but on a lower plane, the madmen appear. "He who was Gannot" and has made himself God under the name Mapah, is a fop and a billiard player now fallen on evil days who sends out manifestos signed "By Our Apostolic Ruin."

The Mahpah is one of the wildest ...visionaries? religious ...somethings? movement leaders? of the time, love seeing him get mentioned (Wiki) (Nonbinary wiki)

Jean Journet, called the Apostle, goes about dressed as a begging friar and sells his verses unfailingly entitled "Songs" or "Cries."

...I have no idea who this is . Sounds like he's coping with poverty very artistishly.

Poor Petrus Borel imagines himself to be a wolf; at his house Alexander has eaten cream from a skull. . . .

excuse you he never said he was a wolf he said he was a werewolf and no one actually disagreed also man,you serve ice cream in skulls ONE time...

         ...you might see (Dumas) in the rue Grange-Batelière, in the salon of the dancer Marie Taglioni, "the sylph of sylphs," or at Delphine de Girardin's on the days when she recited her poems. But Alexander always grew sentimental near "the Muse" and asked her to receive him in private. "I love you," he said, "with an affection too selfish to share you with the world." Then, when they were alone together, she would interrupt him with questions about dramatic art. "Do tell me how one writes for the theater?" Dumas laughed at what he called "the naïveté of genius."      He was attractive to women, there was no doubt of that, even to the most distrustful of them. When Sainte-Beuve, who was fond of playing the rôle of intermediary, proposed to introduce Alfred de Musset to George Sand, she answered: "I don't want you to bring Alfred de Musset. He's too much of a dandy, we should never get along together. . . . Instead of him, do bring Alexander Dumas, in whose art I have found a soul, exclusive of his talent." Alexander came and Sand took a great liking to him.

Wow, imagine if George Sand had ever hung out with Musset What a disaster that would have been huh in that alternate world ><

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L'angelo della rue de Turbigo, Parigi.

Distribuito su tre piani di un condominio al 57 di rue de Turbigo, il colossale e sorridente angelo di pietra osserva la commedia umana di Parigi che si svolge ai suoi piedi. Con le enormi ali spiegate come una moderna Vittoria Alata, le sue piume sfiorano le finestre del quarto piano dell'edificio, progettato dall'architetto Eugène Demangeat nel 1860.

Demangeat fu un attore chiave nel boom edilizio e demolitivo del XIX secolo a Parigi, orchestrato da Georges Eugène Haussmann, noto come Barone Haussmann, sotto l'egida di Napoleone III.

L'obiettivo era aerare, abbellire e unificare la città, gran parte della quale era rimasta, fino ad allora, un labirinto medievale di strade tortuose oscure e insalubri.

Al suo posto posto da più di 150 anni, l'angelo della rue de Turbigo continua a irradiare il suo fascino eccentrico.

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L'amour platonique est impossible entre deux jeunes gens, tôt ou tard l'un ou l'autre succombe, c'est un piège dangereux.

- Eugène Sue

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Per il futuro sviluppo di Monet, l'amicizia con il pittore Eugène Boudin, specializzato in paesaggi dai colori pastello sfumato, svolse un ruolo molto importante: porta con se Monet nelle sue escursioni al mare e lo introduce alla nuova tecnica di pittura en plain air.

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Leitora

“Devorava, sem perder nada, todas as notícias das primeiras representações, das corridas e das receções, interessando-se pela estreia de uma cantora, pela abertura de uma loja. Conhecia as modas novas, os endereços dos bons costureiros, os dias de Bosque ou de ópera. Estudou, em Eugène Sue, descrições de mobiliário, leu Balzac e George Sand, procurando neles uma maneira de saciar imaginariamente os seus apetites pessoais. Até para a mesa levava o seu livro e ia voltando as páginas enquanto Charles comia e falava com ela.”

Gustave Flaubert, “Madame Bovary”; pintura de Irving Ramsay Wiles.

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“L’intelletto ha i suoi pregiudizi, il senso le sue incertezze, la memoria i suoi limiti, l’immaginazione le sue oscurità. I fenomeni sono infiniti, le cause nascoste, le forme transitorie” (Denis Diderot, “Pensieri filosofici”, 1746). Contro tanti ostacoli che troviamo in noi stessi e che la natura ci oppone, disponiamo di una sola certezza: che restiamo l’unico paese della Nato, credo insieme a Spagna e Belgio, che continua a vietare a Zelensky l’uso delle proprie armi per ridurre a più miti consigli quel galantuomo di Putin.

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Sempre observei esse ditado popular que diz mais ou menos assim: "Cão que ladra não morde" – mostra que algumas pessoas ameaçam com palavras, mas, na verdade, não fazem nada, por isso não é necessário temê-las.

Será que acreditam que fico calado porque quero evitar confusão? Se essa é a ideia, está inteiramente correta. Não falo de vingança nem de perdão. Não tenho uma mente reativa, sou muito paciente e a distração e o esquecimento só fazem parte da minha personalidade em atos domésticos, fora isso, ninguém precisa sofrer duas vezes, uma com a ansiedade da eminência de uma vingança e a outra tentando entender de Física, quanto mais da Terceira Lei de Newton.

A vingança é um prato que se serve frio. Esta expressão teve origem no século XIX, do autor francês Eugène Sue, no seu romance "Memórias de Matilda". A ideia subjacente é que a vingança é mais satisfatória quando se teve tempo de premeditá-la e prepará-la, até à perfeição, em vez de se agir à pressa.

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Il existe dans la maison centrale, à Rome, d’immenses registres où sont inscrits les noms de tous les jésuites, de leurs affiliés et de tous les gens considérables, amis ou ennemis, à qui ils ont affaire. Dans ces registres, sont rapportés, sans altération, sans haine, sans passion, les faits relatifs à la vie de chaque individu. C’est là le plus gigantesque recueil biographique qui ait jamais été formé. La conduite d’une femme légère, les fautes cachées d’un homme d’État, sont racontées dans ce livre avec une froide impartialité. Rédigées dans un but d’utilité, ces biographies sont nécessairement exactes. Quand on a besoin d’agir sur un individu, on ouvre le livre, et l’on connaît immédiatement sa vie, son caractère, ses qualités, ses défauts, ses projets, sa famille, ses amis, ses liaisons les plus secrètes. Concevez-vous, monsieur, toute la supériorité d’action que donne à une compagnie cet immense livre de police qui embrasse le monde entier ?

Eugène Sue

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Sue Eugène - Jean Cavalier ou les fanatiques des Cévennes (tome 4)

Sue Eugène - Jean Cavalier ou les fanatiques des Cévennes (tome 4): Nous retrouvons dans ce 4ème et dernier tome notre héros, Cavalier. Il se retrouve seul à la tête de son détachement de camisards, ayant été trahi par Ephraïm, l’autre chef de cette révolte. Ce dernier ayant reçu des ordres de Dieu n’a pas exécuté les ordres de Cavalier, et les magasins, les armes, les munitions, les réserves alimentaires des révoltés ont été confisqués par les troupes de Roi. Cavalier, en grandes difficultés, mais aussi sous le charme de Toinon, la courtisane, demande une entrevue au Maréchal du Roi en vue d’une trêve… Mais les termes de cet accord provoquent l’ire des huguenots, Cavalier, seul, abandonné de tous doit s’exiler et la répression s’intensifie dans tout le pays. Ce tome comprend en fin de volume, la transcription des lettres de Sœur Demerez au Révérend Père Marc de St Claude, lettres qui constituent un récit direct, vu du côté catholique, de ces événements. Rappelons qu’Eugène Sue, l’auteur des Mystères de Paris et du Juif errant, fut élu, en 1850, député de la Seine à l’Assemblée législative. Républicain, libre penseur et socialiste, lorsqu’en décembre 1851, celui qui allait devenir Napoléon III réussit son coup d’état, Eugène Sue n’eut d’autre recours que de s’exiler en Savoie pour ne pas subir le sort de 27’000 personnes inculpées et arrêtées dans les mois qui suivirent. Il y fut accueilli malgré l’opposition du clergé savoyard. Téléchargements : ePUB - PDF - PDF (Petits Écrans) - Kindle-MOBI - HTML - DOC/ODT Read the full article

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Bourée - Jethro Tull (Tv francese 1969) con alcune poesie di Eugène Guillevic

Se un giorno… Se un giorno vedi,che una pietra ti sorride, andrai a dirlo in giro? * Sotto la carne …Sotto la cerne delle donne che è così bello toccare,c’è uno scheletro_ Uno scheletro smarrito, meravigliato dal teporeche il sale chiamanelle sue caverne grigie.… * Notte …ma morirepuò essere una grande fatica,una sera, e una confessione. * Cose L’armadio era di quercia e non era aperto.Forse ne…

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📚 my muse’s past/childhood (Sarina)

“And then revenge is very good eaten cold, as the vulgar say”, from a 1846 translation of Eugène Sue's Mathilde: Mémoires d'une Jeune Femme

As you know Sarina lived a very tough childhood as well. Her mother was assassinated, and she grew up motherless. She had curiosity about the places her mother grew up such as Venice, Italy, and the Venetian masks for Carnivale.

Triggering content below, but necessary information for Sarina's past behind the read-more. You've been warned.

Her father felt he was cursed with a daughter and abused her. As time marched on, she only got stronger. Could best a few of her father's guardians and could hold her own in a round against her father. Despite her strength, she was slated to be a doting wife to a husband. She would never be Donna.

Instead, she would be would merely be a womb for the next Don.

Needless to say, she rose up and tried to assassinate the entirety of the ninth generation of the Guerrieri famiglia. Her words and rage as she proclaimed the Guerrieri famiglia would be no more etched into her father's memory. Michaela was taken prisoner in the civil war of the crime syndicate. She fled to the Vongola and worked her way into getting an invitation into the Varia. She paved the way for the Vongola to work cautiously around their former ally, the Guerrieri famiglia.

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Biografía de Emily Dickinson

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson nació en Amherst, Massachusetts, el 10 de diciembre de 1830, el mismo año que Eugène Delacroix pintó La Libertad guiando al pueblo. Venía de una familia arraigadamente religiosa y adinerada. Su padre, Edward Dickinson, egresado de Yale, era un ambicioso abogado que siguiendo con el legado familiar llegó a desempeñarse como miembro del Senado, él era una persona de trato muy frío. Con respecto a su madre, no se sabe lo suficiente sobre ella más allá de los poemas que su hija le dedicó tras su muerte. Ella no era cercana a ninguno de los dos, de hecho,  en una de sus cartas Emily dice ¨ ¿Me podrías explicar que es una familia? Nunca tuve madre. Supongo que una madre es alguien a quien acudes cuando tienes problemas. No aprendí a leer la hora del reloj hasta que cumplí quince años. Mi padre pensó que me lo había enseñado, pero yo no lo entendí, y tuve miedo de decirlo, o de preguntar a otra persona, por si él se enteraba o me reñía¨ No estaba del todo sola en el mundo, tenía dos hermanos, Austin y Lavinia.

La educación de Emily Dickinson se dio por un conjunto de buenas circunstancias, en primer lugar el extracto económico en el que se encontraba su familia. Y en segundo, que la Academia de Amherst que hasta 1938 solo había sido para varones, decidió abrir sus puertas a la inscripción a niñas y un par de años más tarde Emily empezó a asistir a clases. Allí aprendió literatura, religión, historia, geología, biología y matemáticas. Nunca se destacó especialmente con los números, años más tarde haría tratos con Susan Gilbert sobre realizar su tarea de Literatura a cambio de que le hiciera la de aritmética y geometría. Fueron en estos años donde se empezó a nutrir su amor por lectura, leía a Shakespeare, las hermanas Bronte, Keats, Browning a la par que coqueteaba con la creación de sus primeros poemas.

Años más tarde, en 1948, Emily abandonó su hogar para ir al Seminario para Señoritas Mary Lyon de Mount Holyoke donde recibió mayor formación religiosa y complementó su educación superior. Ella no se sentía cómoda allí, no le gustaba la ferviente imposición que querían hacerle con respecto a su fe, sus padres también deseaban que volviese y hay otras fuentes que indican que también había enfermado, sea cual sea el caso terminó dejando el lugar.

En el verano de 1950, ocurrió uno de los sucesos más importantes en su vida, conoció a Susan Gilbert, la cercanía entre ellas fue inmediata, producto de intereses e ideales comunes. Intercambiaban libros, confidencias, sueños y besos. En muy poco tiempo se volvieron una pieza indispensable en la vida de la otra. “Somos los únicos poetas”, le dijo Emily a Susan, "y todos los demás son prosa”. Pero lastimosamente, en medio de la construcción de su vínculo, Susan se tuvo que trasladarse diez meses a Baltimore para ser profesora en una escuela. No obstante, continuaban con su intercambio epistolar.

``Susie, ¿volverás a casa el próximo sábado, volverás a ser mía y me besarás como solías hacerlo?… Tengo tantas esperanzas por ti, y siento tantas ansias por ti, siento que no puedo esperar, siento que ahora debo hacerlo. Te tengo, que la expectativa de volver a ver tu rostro me hace sentir calor y fiebre, y mi corazón late tan rápido, me voy a dormir por la noche, y lo primero que sé es que estoy allí sentado, completamente despierto, y abrazando Mis manos se aprietan con fuerza y pienso en el próximo sábado… Vaya, Susie, me parece como si mi Amante ausente regresara a casa tan pronto… y mi corazón debe estar muy ocupado, preparándose para recibirlo``

Tras su regreso, el enamoramiento de Emily por Sue como adoraba llamarla, ya estaban más que confirmado, pero para su mala fortuna no era la única Dickinson que tenía sentimientos románticos por Gilbert, también los tenía Austin.

Ese mismo otoño, Sue y Austin anunciaron su compromiso. Emily le escribió una carta a su hermano que decía “Querido Austin, soy aguda, pero tú lo eres bastante más, tengo algo de zorro, ¡pero tú eres más sabueso! Supongo que aun así somos buenos amigos, y supongo que los dos queremos a Sue lo mejor que podemos” Luego de la boda se mudaron a Evergreens, la casa construida para los recién casados, al otro lado del césped de Homestead, la casa donde vivía el poetisa enamorada de su mejor amiga y actual cuñada.

Pronto se formó un corredor desprovisto de césped entre Homestead y Evergreens cuando Emily y Susan atravesaban el césped diariamente para verse o para presionar en la mano de la otra una carta despegada del pecho de un vestido. Un “pequeño camino lo suficientemente ancho para dos que aman”, lo llamó Dickinson. Durante el siguiente cuarto de siglo, 276 poemas conocidos viajaron entre sus hogares, algunos a pie y a mano, pero muchos por correo.