Thophile Gautier
Thophile Gautier
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Theophile Gautier My hair, instead of being dishonoured by a broad tonsure, would play about my neck in waving curls; I should have a fine waxed mustache, I should be a hero. " But an hour passed in front of an altar, a few words barely spoken, had cut me off forever from the ranks of the living, and I myself had sealed the door of my tomb; I had shot with my own hand the bolt of my prison!
1 stood at the window. The sky was beautifully blue, the trees had donned their spring robes; Nature bede...cked herself with ironical joy. The square was full of people, going and coming; young beaux and youth- ful beauties, two by two, walked towards the garden and the arbours. Merry companions passed, singing drinking-songs; there was a bustle, an animation, a merriment, which made my black garments and my solitude stand out in painful relief. A young mother, on her doorstep, was playing with her child; she kissed its little red lips, still empearled with drops of milk, and indulged in a thous- [192] The Dead Leman and of those divine puerilities which mothers alone can invent.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Theophile Gautier My hair, instead of being dishonoured by a broad tonsure, would play about my neck in waving curls; I should have a fine waxed mustache, I should be a hero. " But an hour passed in front of an altar, a few words barely spoken, had cut me off forever from the ranks of the living, and I myself had sealed the door of my tomb; I had shot with my own hand the bolt of my prison!
1 stood at the window. The sky was beautifully blue, the trees had donned their spring robes; Nature bede...cked herself with ironical joy. The square was full of people, going and coming; young beaux and youth- ful beauties, two by two, walked towards the garden and the arbours. Merry companions passed, singing drinking-songs; there was a bustle, an animation, a merriment, which made my black garments and my solitude stand out in painful relief. A young mother, on her doorstep, was playing with her child; she kissed its little red lips, still empearled with drops of milk, and indulged in a thous- [192] The Dead Leman and of those divine puerilities which mothers alone can invent.
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You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Thophile Gautier to read onlineMoreLess
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