This was the only speech that he could hear, the only sound that broke for him the universal silence. He expanded in it, like a bird in the sunshine. All at once the frenzy of the bell would seize him, his look became wild – he lay in wait for the great bell as aContinue reading “RKS French Literature: Quasimodo and the Bells of Notre Dame (Victor Hugo)”
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RKS French Literature: Quasimodo and Notre Dame Cathedral as One (Victor Hugo)
Thus it was that his being, gradually unfolding, took its mould from the cathedral – living there – sleeping there – scarcely ever going out of it – receiving every hour its mysterious impress – he came at length to resemble it, to be fashioned like it, to make an integral part of it. HeContinue reading “RKS French Literature: Quasimodo and Notre Dame Cathedral as One (Victor Hugo)”
RKS French Literature: The Court of Miracles in Paris (Victor Hugo)
The poor poet cast his eyes around him. He was in fact in that same Court of Miracles where no honest man has ever penetrated at such an hour – a magic circle in which the officers of the Châtelet and the sergeants of the provostry when they ventured thither, disappeared in morsels – theContinue reading “RKS French Literature: The Court of Miracles in Paris (Victor Hugo)”
RKS French Literature: The Danger of Following a Pretty Woman at Night (Victor Hugo)
As a practical philosopher of the streets of Paris, Gringoire had remarked that nothing is more favourable to a state of reverie than to follow a pretty woman without knowing whither she is going. In this voluntary surrender of one’s free will – in this fancy of another, while that other is totally unconscious ofContinue reading “RKS French Literature: The Danger of Following a Pretty Woman at Night (Victor Hugo)”
RKS French Literature: Necessity Can be So Ungracious! (Victor Hugo)
‘Tis an unpleasant thing to go without one’s dinner. ’Tis less gratifying still to go without one’s supper and not know where to sleep. Gringoire was at that point. Without food, without lodging, he found himself pressed by necessity on every hand, and he thought necessity very ungracious. He had long discovered this truth –Continue reading “RKS French Literature: Necessity Can be So Ungracious! (Victor Hugo)”
RKS French Literature: Esmerelda Dances (Victor Hugo)
Every look was fixed upon her, every mouth was open in the circle about her, and, indeed while she danced to the sound of the tambourine which her two round and delicate arms lifted above her head – slender, fragile, active as a wasp – with her golden girdle without a fold – her skirtContinue reading “RKS French Literature: Esmerelda Dances (Victor Hugo)”
RKS French Literature: Esmerelda the Gypsy (Victor Hugo)
She was not tall, but the elasticity of her slender shape made her appear so. She was a brunette, but it was obvious that in the daylight her complexion would have that golden gleam seen upon the women of Spain and of Rome. Her tiny foot, as well was Andalusian, for it was at onceContinue reading “RKS French Literature: Esmerelda the Gypsy (Victor Hugo)”
RKS French Literature: Quasimodo the Bell Ringer, the One Eyed, the Bandy Legged, the Hunchback of Notre-Dame (Victor Hugo)
Or rather, his whole person was a grimace. His large head, bristling with red hair-between his shoulders an enormous hump, to which he had a corresponding projection in front- a framework of thighs and legs, so strangely gone astray that they touched only at the knees, and when viewed in front, looked like two sicklesContinue reading “RKS French Literature: Quasimodo the Bell Ringer, the One Eyed, the Bandy Legged, the Hunchback of Notre-Dame (Victor Hugo)”
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