Mademoiselle de Maupin, Volume 2 (of 2)Gautier, Théophile
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Mademoiselle de Maupin, Volume 2 (of 2)
Gautier, Théophile
French fiction -- Translations into English
They speak without hurry, without shrieking, like people of good
breeding who attach no great importance to what they are doing; the
lover makes his declaration to his sweetheart in the most nonchalant
manner imaginable; as he speaks he taps his thigh with the ends of
his gloved fingers or adjusts the leg of his trousers. The lady
carelessly shakes the dew from her bouquet and jokes with her maid;
the lover cares but little about touching his cruel enslaver's heart:
his principal business is to let fall bunches of pearls from his mouth
and clusters of roses, and to sow poetic precious stones like a true
prodigal;--often he effaces himself altogether and allows the author to
pay court to his mistress for him. Jealousy is not one of his defects
and his disposition is most accommodating. With his eyes raised toward
the sky, and the frieze of the theatre, he waits patiently for the poet
to finish saying what passed through his mind, before resuming his rôle
and returning to his knees.
The whole plot is tangled and untangled with admirable indifference;
effects have no cause and causes have no effect: the brightest
character is he who says the greatest number of foolish things; the
greatest fool says the brightest things; the maidens make speeches
that would make harlots blush; harlots declaim moral maxims. The most
incredible adventures follow one another in rapid succession and are
never explained; the noble father arrives post-haste from China in a
little bamboo junk to identify a little kidnapped girl; the gods and
fairies do nothing but ascend and descend in their machines. The plot
plunges into the sea under the topaz dome of the waves and walks on
the bottom of the ocean, through the forests of coral and madrepore,
or rises skyward on the wings of the skylark or the griffin.--The
dialogue is shared by all; the lion contributes to it with an _oh! oh_!
in a vigorous roar; the wall speaks through its fissures and every
one is at liberty to interrupt the most amusing scene provided that
he has an epigram, a rebus or a pun to interject: Bottom's ass's head
is as welcome among them as Ariel's blond locks;--the author's wit is
displayed in every conceivable form; and all the contradictions are
like so many facets, as it were, which reflect its different aspects,
adding the colors of the prism thereto.
This apparent pell-mell and confusion are found, when all is said, to
render real life more accurately under their fantastic guise than the
most painstaking drama of manners.--Every man embodies all humanity in
himself, and by writing what comes into his head, he succeeds better
than by copying outside objects by means of a magnifying-glass.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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