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L IN PRAISE OF GOOD DOGS I HAVE never blushed, even in the presence of the young writers of my age, for my admira- tion for Buffon. But to-day it is not the soul of this painter of the stately side of Nature that I wish to call to my aid. Much more readily would I address myself to Sterne, and say to him, Descend from Heaven or rise towards me from the Elysian Fields to inspire me with a song in favour of good dogs, of poor dogs, which shall be worthy of thee, sentimental jester, incomparable jester. Come back astride that famous ass which eve…
1928 · PDF PAGE 170
… the eye of a mesmerist could ripen grapes. At the same time I heard a voice whispering in my ear; a voice I knew well. It was that of a good angel, or of a good daimon, who accom- panies me everywhere. Since Socrates had his daimon, why should I not have my good angel, and why should I not have the honour, like Socrates, of obtaining my certificate of insanity signed by the subtle Lélut and the well-advised Baillarger? There exists this difference between the daimon of Socrates and my own; that his only manifested itself to him to forbid, warn…
1928 · PDF PAGE 179
…the poet, so well did he under- stand what a fine thing it was to sing of the poor dogs. Just so did a magnificent Italian tyrant in the Good Age offer to the divine Aretino either a dagger crusted with precious stones or a mantle fit to wear at Court in exchange for a well-wrought sonnet or a curious satiric poem. And every time that the poet puts on the painters waistcoat, it makes him think of the good dogs, the philosophic dogs, the Summers of Saint Martin and the beauty of well-ripened women.
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…ck cries: I am Life, Life in- tolerable, Life implacable, Life! There is only one second in human life whose mission it is to announce good news the good news which breathes into every heart an inexplicable fear. Yea, Time reigns; he has resumed his brutal dictatorship, and he drives me on, as if I were an ox, with his double goad. On, then, thick- head!Sweat, slave! live, damnèd wretch!
1928 · PDF PAGE 178
…e was perhaps somewherewho knows af- ter all?to recompense so much courage, so much patience, so much toil, a special Paradise for the good dogs, the poor dogs, the sorry and unfriendly dogs. Does not Swedenborg say that there is one for Turks and another for Dutchmen? The shepherds of Virgil and Theocritus ex- pected as the prize of their successive songs a good cheese, a flute by the best maker, or a she-goat with swollen dugs. The poet who sang of the poor dogs received as his reward a fine waistcoat, of a colour at once rich and faded,
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…o the rooms of an acrobat who begged me to design for her a costume as Vénustre. I paid court to a thea- tre manager who said, on saying good-bye: You would do well perhaps to address yourself to Z.; he is the dullest, the most foolish and the most celebrated of all my authors; with him you might perhaps arrive at some ar- rangement. See him, and then we shall see. I bragged (Why?) of several dirty actions that I have never done, and cowardly denied several other misdeeds that I joyfully performed; thus committing the fault of boasting and th…
1928 · PDF PAGE 142
…ights; ergo, I possess the right of looking at myself,whether with pleasure or chagrin is no ones business but my own. In the name of good sense, I was doubtless right; but from a legal standpoint he was cer- tainly not wrong.
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…ING GALLERY XLVI. A LOST HALO XLVII. MISS BISTOURI XLVIII. Anywhere, ANYWHERE OUT OF THE World! XLIX. DEATH TO THE Poor! L. IN PRAISE OF GOOD DOGS EPILOGUE
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VIII THE DOG AND THE FLASK HERE, pupsikins, good doggie, nice doggie! Come and smell this delicious scent; it is by the best perfumer in town. And the dog, wag- ging his tail, which is, I suppose, for these poor creatures the sign which corresponds to smiles and laughter, comes near and with great curi- osity rests his nose upon the unstoppered flask; then, suddenly recoiling in fright, he barks at me reproachfully. Ah, wretched dog, if I had offered you a parcel of ordure you would have sniffed it with delight and very likely eaten it up! Un…
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… baby-talk and pleasing faces. But the frightened baby struggled in the arms of the hag, and filled the house with its screams. Then the good old woman withdrew herself again into her eternal solitude, and wept in a corner, saying to her- self, Ah, for us unfortunate old women the age is past when we can please even the inno- cent, and we frighten the little children that we wish to love.
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…itatingly yes, I see the time; it is eternity. Now, Madam, is not that a really meritori- ous madrigal, and as pompous as yourself? In good sooth, I have taken so much pleasure in embroidering this pretentious piece of gallantry that I shall ask you for nothing in return.
1928 · PDF PAGE 93
…f the brain of an actor, one day Fanciullo joined a conspiracy which had been got up by some discontented noblemen. There are everywhere good people ready to denounce those atrabilious individuals who want to depose princes and reconstitute soci- ety without consulting it. The nobles in ques- tion were arrested, and with them Fanciullo; there was no doubt that one and all would be condemned to death. I would gladly believe that the Prince was annoyed at finding his favourite comedian amongst the rebels. The Prince was neither better nor worse t…
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…ntry of Cockaigne, where all is beautiful, rich, quiet, straightforward. Where luxury takes pleasure in admiring itself in the mirror of good order; where life is easy and may be softly breathed; from which disorder, turbulence, and the unforeseen are shut out; where happiness is wedded to silence; where the food itself is at once poetical, rich, and ex- citing; where everything resembles you, dear angel. You know the feverish malady which takes possession of us in times of wretchedness and cold; this homesickness for unknown coun-
1928 · PDF PAGE 67
…lways been old. Every father who believed in fairies had come, each one carrying his new-born child in his arms. Their gifts, aptitudes, good luck, armouries of circumstance, were heaped up on one side of the Judges box like prizes upon the plat- form at a school feast day; but this case was different in this particular respect, that the gifts were not the reward of any effort, but quite on the contrary a favour accorded to him who had not yet lived, a favour able to deter-
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…en that you may meet. You will see their eyes grow great out of all knowl- edge. At first they will not dare to accept; it will seem too good to be true; then their hands will fasten lively on the present, and they will dash off as cats do, who go far away to eat the morsel you have given them, having learned to distrust man. On a road, behind the pale of a large gar- den, at the end of which shone the whiteness of a pretty house bathing in the sun, was a
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…et one more additional and exceptional, provided always that she have sufficient imagination to create it on the spur of the moment. The good Fairy then replied, with a self- possession worthy of her high rank, I give your sonI give himthe gift of pleasing. But please how?To please?Why to please? the little shop-keeper obstinately asked, for he was doubtless one of that very common class of reasoners who are incapable of rising to the height of the logic of the ab- surd. Because, because! replied the incensed Fairy, turning her back u…
1928 · PDF PAGE 89
…freedom of her little sister; who has all of eleven years and who is already a woman, and so beautiful. She will succeed, no doubt, this good Dorothy; the childs master is so miserly, too miserly to understand any other beauty than that of gold.
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…e portraits of famous doctors hung from the walls. How I was petted! There was a big fire, hot wine, cigars; and while offering me these good things, and herself lighting a cigar, the little buffoon said to me, Make yourself quite at home, dear boy; this will remind you of the hospital and the happy days of youth. Ah, where did you get this white hair? You were not like that when you were house-surgeon under L, not so long ago, either. I remem- ber that it was you who helped him in major operations.There, if you like, was a man who loved cu…
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…ery weak compared with this ineffa- ble orgy, this holy prostitution of the soul, which gives itself altogether, all its poetry, all its good will, to every unexpected object, to the stranger who passes by. It is sometimes well to teach the happy of this world, were it only to humiliate for a mo- ment their foolish pride, that there are pleas- ures superior to theirs, pleasures more vast and more refined. Those who found colleges, who teach peoples, missionary priests exiled to the end of the earth, without doubt know something of these mysteri…
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…le hand of hys- teria, and it seemed to me that my gaze was dimmed by these rebellious tearswhich would not fall. What could I do? What good would it be to ask of that unfortunate one what curiosity what wonder he had to show within his stink-