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SuomiPart II. At paris
Chapter I. The streets of paris at that time
People lived in public; they ate at tables spread outside the doors; women sat on the church steps, making lint to the accompaniment of the Marseillaise; the park of Monceaux and the Luxembourg were turned into parade-grounds; at every street-corner there was a gun-maker’s shop, where muskets...
Chapter II. Cimourdain
Cimourdain had a pure but gloomy soul. There was something of the absolute within him. He had been a priest, which is a serious matter. A man may, like the heavens, enjoy a gloomy serenity, – it needs only an influence powerful enough to create night within his soul; and the priesthood had...
Chapter III. A corner not dipped into the styx
Was such a man in very deed a man? Could the servant of all men feel a personal affection? Was he not too much of a soul to possess a heart? That vast embrace, enfolding everything and everybody, could it be limited to one? Could Cimourdain love? We answer, yes. In his youth, when he […]
Chapter II. Magna testantur voce per umbras
Danton had just risen, pushing back his chair impetuously. “Listen!” he cried. “There is but one urgent business, – the Republic is in danger. I have but a single purpose, that is, to deliver France from the enemy. And to accomplish this, all means are fair. All! All! All! I...
Chapter III. A quivering of the inmost fibres
The conversation ceased for a time. Each Titan betook himself to his own reflections. Lions are disturbed by hydras. Robespierre had grown very pale, and Danton very much flushed. Both shuddered. Marat’s wild glare had died out; calmness, imperious calmness, now rested on the face of that...
Chapter I. The convention
I. We are approaching the summit. The Convention is before our eyes, and in the presence of this lofty eminence the gaze grows steady. Nothing more towering ever rose above the human horizon. There is but one Himalaya, but one Convention. The Convention may perhaps be called the culminating point...
Chapter I. Minos, æacus, and rhadamanthus
In the Rue du Paon there was an ale-house called by courtesy a café, and in this café a back-room which has since become famous in history. It was there that from time to time those men, so powerful and so closely watched that they dared not venture to speak to one another in public, […]
Chapter II. Marat in the green-room
On the day following the interview in the Rue du Paon, Marat, according to the intention which he had announced to Simonne Évrard, went to the Convention. There chanced to be present a certain marquis, Louis de Montaut, an admirer of Marat, – the same who afterwards presented to the...
