Robespierre : $b the story of Victorien Sardou's play adapted and novelized under his authoritySardou, Victorien
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Robespierre : $b the story of Victorien Sardou's play adapted and novelized under his authority
Sardou, Victorien
Robespierre, Maximilien, 1758-1794 -- Fiction
It was Barère's. Drops of gall were already falling into his cup of
joy. But as the people began to applaud at the lower end of the
gardens, Robespierre advanced to the edge of the tribune, and bowed.
The expectant crowd swayed as one man towards him, unwilling to lose
a single gesture or a single word. So stood the Incorruptible,
enwrapped and penetrated by the inebriating vapours of adulation and
the perfume of all the palms and bouquets that rose as incense at his
feet.
But again a discordant note was touched, and another voice was heard--
"See how like a throne the tribune stands!"
And in fact, set high above the steps, it did seem raised on a
pedestal. Robespierre felt this as in some embarrassment he unfolded
his manuscript, and commenced. His voice was almost inaudible,
except to the members of the Convention seated near him. Passages on
which he counted most passed unheeded, and he felt the encouragement
of his friends to be indiscriminate and misplaced, like that of some
theatre claque.
When he had finished he was greeted with considerable applause, that
was more formal than genuine; it mounted from the gardens and reached
him, mingled with the strains of Gossec's hymn, just started by the
Opera choir. Robespierre left the tribune dissatisfied with himself,
but convinced that his address to the people on the Place de la
Révolution, from the altar of flowers erected at the foot of the
statue of Liberty, would retrieve this first failure. There he would
be in direct contact with people, and then they would see! For he
felt the people were with him; their acclamation coming up to him
from the gardens was proof enough.
He descended the steps, followed by the Convention, and went towards
the first fountain on the lawn, from which rose an allegorical group,
representing Atheism surrounded by the Vices, led by Folly, while
Wisdom, standing apart, pointed a warning finger at the group. He
was to set a match to this ingenious specimen of artistic pyrotechny,
when Atheism was supposed to disappear, dragged down by Folly and the
Vices, leaving Wisdom alone, radiantly triumphant. But it was the
very opposite that happened. Wisdom caught fire and upset the whole
arrangement, provoking disrespectful laughter among the deputies.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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