Wormwood: A Drama of ParisDonohue, Henneberry, 1890 - 352 páginas "A novel that explores the mind of a young man, Gaston Beauvais, the son of a wealthy Parisian banker, as his life spirals to the depths of despair and degradation. Gaston's downfall begins when he discovers that his young and charming betrothed, Pauline de Charmelles, has betrayed him with his best friend Silvion Guidel. Gaston drowns his sorrows in the bars of Paris, and becomes addicted to absinthe, losing all moral judgement to the drug-crazed hallucinogenic effects of the ''green fairy'"--Synopsis from MarieCorelli.org.uk |
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Absinthe absintheur André Gessonex answered asked beautiful brain breath Brittany charm cher child church cold Comte de Charmilles confession corpse creature cried Curé dare dark dead death exclaimed eyes face faint fair fancy father flashed fool foolish France Gaston Beauvais gaze gesture glance glory in death grave hair hand heard heart heaven Héloïse St honor imagine killed kissed knew laughed lips little savage live looked Mademoiselle marriage Monsieur murdered murmured Musée du Luxembourg never night once pale pardon Paris passion Pauline Pauline's père pity Pont Neuf poor priest quiet replied round seemed she-the Silvion Guidèl smile sonex sort soul speak spoke stared stood strange sudden suddenly sure Suresnes sweet tears tell thing thought told touch turned uttered vague Vaudron Versoix violin voice waited walked watched wild woman women wonder words wretched
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Página 9 - And the third angel sounded, and there fell a great, star from heaven, burning as it were a lamp, and it fell upon the third part of the rivers, and upon the fountains of waters...
Página 277 - Amour sacre de la patrie, Conduis, soutiens nos bras vengeurs! Liberte, liberte cherie, Combats avec tes defenseurs! Sous nos drapeaux que la Victoire Accoure a tes males accents; Que tes ennemis expirants Voient ton triomphe et notre gloire!
Página 148 - ... and from hero he shall change to coward, from saint to libertine, from poet to brute! You doubt me? Come then to Paris, - study our present absinthe-drinking generation, absintheurs, - and then, - why then give glory to the English Darwin! For he was a wise man in his time, though in his ability to look back, he perhaps lost the power to foresee. He traced, or thought he could trace, man's ascent from the monkey, — but he could not calculate man's descent to the monkey again.
Página 5 - Corelli soon makes it clear that aside from the absinthe, Gaston has another filthy personal problem. He is French. The morbidness of the modern French mind is well known and universally admitted, even by the French themselves; the open atheism, heartlessness, flippancy, and flagrant immorality of the whole modern French school of thought is unquestioned. If a crime of more than usual cold-blooded atrocity is committed, it generally dates from Paris, or near it;— if a book or a picture is produced...
Página 253 - The Public itself is the Supreme Critic now, - its 'review' does not appear in print, but nevertheless its unwritten verdict declares itself with such an amazing weight of influence, that the ephemeral opinions of a few ill-paid journalists are the merest straws beating against the strong force of a whirlwind.
Página 253 - I feel that there is that within you which cannot rightfully be hidden; and your success seems to me sure, if you will but bend your whole energies to this end. I wish I were wise enough to suggest something more than the goal to be reached; but I am sure you will have...
Página 131 - The action of absinthe cannot more be opposed than the action of morphia. Once absorbed into the blood, a clamorous and constant irritation is kept up throughout the system, — an irritation which can only be assuaged and pacified by fresh draughts of the ambrosial poison.
Página 246 - She was slight, and clad in poorest garments, — the evening wind blew her thin shawl about her like a gossamer sail, — but the glimmer of the late sunlight glistened on a tress of nut-brown hair that had escaped from its coils and fell loosely over her shoulders, — and my heart beat thickly as I looked, — I knew — I felt that woman was Pauline...
Página 110 - I hope you will not compel me to consider you a fool, Beauvais! What an idea that is of yours — 'medicinal green!
Página 167 - Is it the truth? and if it is, could it not have been told in a less brutal fashion? You have acted like a fiend! — not like a man! If Silvion Guidel be a vile seducer, and that poor child Pauline his credulous, ruined victim, could you not have dealt with him and have spared her\ God! I would as soon wring the neck of a bird that trusted me, as add any extra weight to the sorrows of an already broken-hearted woman!