. The complete works of Gustave Flaubert; embracing romances, travels, comedies, sketches and correspondence; . garnished all round with eye-lashes. A vibration agitates them. Antony, in ecstasy — O bliss! bliss! I have seen the birth of life; Ihave seen the beginning of motion. The blood beats lyo GUSTAVE FLAUBERT so strongly in my veins that it seems about to burstthem. 1 feel a longing to fly, to swim, to bark, tobellow, to howl. 1 would like to have wings, atortoise-shell, a rind, to blow out smoke, to wear atrunk, to twist my body, to spread myself every-where, to be in everything, to ema
. The complete works of Gustave Flaubert; embracing romances, travels, comedies, sketches and correspondence; . garnished all round with eye-lashes. A vibration agitates them. Antony, in ecstasy — O bliss! bliss! I have seen the birth of life; Ihave seen the beginning of motion. The blood beats lyo GUSTAVE FLAUBERT so strongly in my veins that it seems about to burstthem. 1 feel a longing to fly, to swim, to bark, tobellow, to howl. 1 would like to have wings, atortoise-shell, a rind, to blow out smoke, to wear atrunk, to twist my body, to spread myself every-where, to be in everything, to emanate with odours,to grow like plants, to flow like water, to vibrate likesound, to shine like light, to be outlined on everyform, to penetrate every atom, to descend to the verydepths of matter—to be matter I The dawn appears at last; and, like the upliftedcurtains of a tabernacle, golden clouds, wreathingthemselves into large volutes, reveal the sky. In the very middle of it, and in the disc of thesun itself, shines the face of Jesus Christ. Antony makes the sign of the Cross, and resumeshis Over Strand and Field A RECORD OF TRAVELTHROUGH BRITTANY GUSTAVE FLAUBERT SIMON P. MAGEE PUBUSHER CHICAGO. ILL. Copyright, 1904, byM. WALTER DUNNE Entsred at Stationers Hall, LonOOH OVER STRAND AND FIELD* A TRIP THROUGH BRITTANY CHAPTER 1. Chateau de Chambord. B WALKED through the empty gatleries and deserted rooms wherespiders spin their cobwebs over thesalamanders of Francis the is overcome by a feeling ofdistress at the sight of this pov-erty which has no grandeur. It is not absoluteruin, with the luxury of blackened and mouldy debris,the delicate embroidery of flowers, and the drapery ofwaving vines undulating in the breeze, like pieces ofdamask. It is a conscious poverty, for it brushes itsthreadbare coat and endeavours to appear respectable.
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