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…nd slowly smoked a cigar. Then the fancy took him to go into the ceme- tery whose grass was so tall and so inviting, and where so rich a sun held sway. In effect, the light and the heat were revel- ling there, and one would have said that the drunken sun was wallowing at all its length upon a carpet of magnificent flowers nourished upon destruction. An immense rustle of life filled the air; the life of things infinitely small, which was interrupted at regular intervals by
1928 · PDF PAGE 87
XXX BEAUTIFUL DOROTHY THE sun overwhelms the town with its di- rect and terrible light; the sand dazzles and the sea glitters; the tired world has given up its work and is taking its siesta; a siesta which is a kind of sweet-savoured death, where the sleeper, half awake, tastes the pleasures of his annihilation. Dorothy, however, as strong and as bright as the sun, walks in the deserted street; at this hour she is the sole living being under the mighty vault of blue; she makes a startling black blot upon the light. She moves forward, softly swa…
1928 · PDF PAGE 140
…the devil of South French vitality Nîmes, Aix, Arles, Avignon, Narbonne, Tou- louse, towns amorous, charming, blessed of our father the Sun. Time and Love have attacked her tooth and nail, but in vain. They have diminished nothing
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VII THE MADMAN AND VENUS WHAT an admirable day! The vast park swoons under the burning eye of the sun like youth under the dominion of love. The universal ecstasy of things expresses it- self by no noise; the very waters seem to sleep; how different from human festivals! Here it is an orgy of silence. One might say that an ever-increasing light makes things glitter more and more: that the excited flowers burn with desire to rival the skys blue by the vigour of their colour, and that the heat, making their perfumes visible, sends them up before…
1928 · PDF PAGE 156
…ots of a neighboring gallery, which burst like the explosion of champagne corks amid the murmur of a muffled sym- phony. Then, under the sun which warmed his brain and in the atmosphere of the burning perfumes of death, he heard a voice whisper beneath the tomb where he was seated, and this voice said, Accursed be your targets and your guns, ye noisy folk that are alive, who care so little for the dead and their divine rest! Accursed be your ambitions, accursed be your calculations, impatient mortals, who come to study the art of slaying so cl…
1928 · PDF PAGE 133
…ry sparkles vaguely, and her glance kin- dles like lightning. It is an explosion in the depths of shadow. I would compare her to a black sun; if one could imagine a black star that shed light and happiness; but she makes one think more readily of the moon, which doubtless has marked her with its fearful influence. Not the white idyllic moon, which resembles a cold bride, but the sinister, intoxicating moon, hung from the height of a stormy night and jostled
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XXXIV ALREADY! A HUNDRED times already the sun had sprung radiant or saddened from that vast ba- sin of the sea whose shores scarce let them- selves be seen; a hundred times already it had plunged again sparkling or morose into its im- mense evening bath; for many days we were able to contemplate the other side of the fir- mament and decipher the celestial Alphabet of the Antipodes, and each of the passengers grumbled and scolded. One would have said that getting near to land increased their suffer- ing; When then, they cried, shall we cease…
1928 · PDF PAGE 64
…o 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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XXXI THE JOYS OF THE SOUL IN a fair garden, where the rays of the au- tumnal sun seemed to linger in enjoyment, be- neath a sky already greenish where golden clouds floated like travelling continents, four lovely children, boys, tired without a doubt of playing, were talking among themselves. One of them said: Yesterday Papa took me to the theatre. There are big, sad palaces, beyond which one sees the sea and the sky, and in them there are men and women very serious and very sad too; but much more beautiful and better dressed than the people w…
1928 · PDF PAGE 122
…ich, I know not why, excited me to the point that for an instant I had a bizarre idea that I might have a brother unknown to myself. The sun was set. The solemn night was fal- ling; the children parted, each one going, un- known to himself, the prey of chance and cir- cumstance, to ripen his destiny, to scandalize his neighbours, to gravitate towards glory or towards shame.
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…Day trampled by the victorious car of Night; the torch-like flames which stain with their dull red the expiring glo- ries of the setting sun; the heavy curtains which some invisible hand draws from the depths of the East:these are but imitations of all the complex feelings which struggle within the heart of man in the solemn hours of his life. Or lone like liken thee unto one of those strange dresses that dancing girls wear, where a dark transparent gauze lets glimmer the slain splendours of a shining skirt, as through a black present pierces …
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…eld afar off in space a mirror reflecting her move- ment and her beauty. At the hour when the very dogs groan with pain under the biting sun, what powerful mo- tive can have sent the idle Dorothy, beautiful and cold as bronze, upon her journeyings? Why has she left her coquettishly arranged little house, whose flowers and mats make so cheaply so perfect a boudoir; where she takes so much pleasure in combing her hair, in smoking, in fanning herself or in looking at herself in the mirror of her great feathered fans, while the sea, beating on the …
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…p explosions; the Merry Devils and the clowns twisted up the features of their weathered faces, hardened by the wind, the rain and the sun. They flung forth, with the confidence of trained comedians, witty sayings and jests as solidly and heavily comic as those of Molière. The strong men, proud of the size of their limbs, without either forehead or cranium, like orang-outangs, were strutting majestically beneath the tights which they have washed on the previous evening for the grand occasion. The dancing girls, beautiful as fairies or princes…
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…o farther still, to the far end of the Baltic, still farther from life, if it is possible. Let us set up our camp at the Pole! There the sun strikes the earth obliquely, and the slow alternation of light and night suppresses variety and in- creases monotonythat better half of nothing. There we may take prolonged baths of shadow, while, to amuse us, the Aurora Borealis will send us from time to time its rosy sheaves, like the reflection of the fire-works of Hell.
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open by a sort of stupefaction called up by what he still felt, and the rays of the setting sun, slipping through the red curls of his tan- gled hair, enkindled as it were a sulphurous aureole of passion. It was easy to guess that he would not waste his life looking for Divinity in clouds, and that he would find it often enough elsewhere. Finally the fourth said, You know that I hardly ever play in the house, they never take me to the theatre; my governor is too stingy. God takes no trouble over me and my weari- ness, and I have not a pretty n…