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  blackest night; helpless and weak; I forget the light I saw but
  now; I find no succor; above all; there is no heart where I may
  take refuge。

  〃This distress of my inner life affects my physical existence。 The
  nature of my character gives me over to the raptures of happiness
  as defenceless as when the fearful light of reflection comes to
  analyze and demolish them。 Gifted as I am with the melancholy
  faculty of seeing obstacles and success with equal clearness;
  according to the mood of the moment; I am happy or miserable by
  turns。

  〃Thus; when I first met you; I felt the presence of an angelic
  nature; I breathed an air that was sweet to my burning breast; I
  heard in my soul the voice that never can be false; telling me
  that here was happiness; but perceiving all the barriers that
  divided us; I understood the vastness of their pettiness; and
  these difficulties terrified me more than the prospect of
  happiness could delight me。 At once I felt the awful reaction
  which casts my expansive soul back on itself; the smile you had
  brought to my lips suddenly turned to a bitter grimace; and I
  could only strive to keep calm; while my soul was boiling with the
  turmoil of contradictory emotions。 In short; I experienced that
  gnawing pang to which twenty…three years of suppressed sighs and
  betrayed affections have not inured me。

  〃Well; Pauline; the look by which you promised that I should be
  happy suddenly warmed my vitality; and turned all my sorrows into
  joy。 Now; I could wish that I had suffered more。 My love is
  suddenly full…grown。 My soul was a wide territory that lacked the
  blessing of sunshine; and your eyes have shed light on it。 Beloved
  providence! you will be all in all to me; orphan as I am; without
  a relation but my uncle。 You will be my whole family; as you are
  my whole wealth; nay; the whole world to me。 Have you not bestowed
  on me every gladness man can desire in that chastelavishtimid
  glance?

  〃You have given me incredible self…confidence and audacity。 I can
  dare all things now。 I came back to Blois in deep dejection。 Five
  years of study in the heart of Paris had made me look on the world
  as a prison。 I had conceived of vast schemes; and dared not speak
  of them。 Fame seemed to me a prize for charlatans; to which a
  really noble spirit should not stoop。 Thus; my ideas could only
  make their way by the assistance of a man bold enough to mount the
  platform of the press; and to harangue loudly the simpletons he
  scorns。 This kind of courage I have not。 I ploughed my way on;
  crushed by the verdict of the crowd; in despair at never making it
  hear me。 I was at once too humble and too lofty! I swallowed my
  thoughts as other men swallow humiliations。 I had even come to
  despise knowledge; blaming it for yielding no real happiness。

  〃But since yesterday I am wholly changed。 For your sake I now
  covet every palm of glory; every triumph of success。 When I lay my
  head on your knees; I could wish to attract to you the eyes of the
  whole world; just as I long to concentrate in my love every idea;
  every power that is in me。 The most splendid celebrity is a
  possession that genius alone can create。 Well; I can; at my will;
  make for you a bed of laurels。 And if the silent ovation paid to
  science is not all you desire; I have within me the sword of the
  Word; I could run in the path of honor and ambition where others
  only crawl。
  
  〃Command me; Pauline; I will be whatever you will。 My iron will
  can do anythingI am loved! Armed with that thought; ought not a
  man to sweep everything before him? The man who wants all can do
  all。 If you are the prize of success; I enter the lists to…morrow。
  To win such a look as that you bestowed on me; I would leap the
  deepest abyss。 Through you I understand the fabulous achievements
  of chivalry and the most fantastic tales of the /Arabian Nights/。
  I can believe now in the most fantastic excesses of love; and in
  the success of a prisoner's wildest attempt to recover his
  liberty。 You have aroused the thousand virtues that lay dormant
  within mepatience; resignation; all the powers of my heart; all
  the strength of my soul。 I live by you andheavenly thought!for
  you。 Everything now has a meaning for me in life。 I understand
  everything; even the vanities of wealth。

  〃I find myself shedding all the pearls of the Indies at your feet;
  I fancy you reclining either on the rarest flowers; or on the
  softest tissues; and all the splendor of the world seems hardly
  worthy of you; for whom I would I could command the harmony and
  the light that are given out by the harps of seraphs and the stars
  of heaven! Alas! a poor; studious poet; I offer you in words
  treasures I cannot bestow; I can only give you my heart; in which
  you reign for ever。 I have nothing else。 But are there no
  treasures in eternal gratitude; in a smile whose expressions will
  perpetually vary with perennial happiness; under the constant
  eagerness of my devotion to guess the wishes of your loving soul?
  Has not one celestial glance given us assurance of always
  understanding each other?

  〃I have a prayer now to be said to God every nighta prayer full
  of you: 'Let my Pauline be happy!' And will you fill all my days
  as you now fill my heart?

  〃Farewell; I can but trust you to God alone!〃



III

  〃Pauline! tell me if I can in any way have displeased you
  yesterday? Throw off the pride of heart which inflicts on me the
  secret tortures that can be caused by one we love。 Scold me if you
  will! Since yesterday; a vague; unutterable dread of having
  offended you pours grief on the life of feeling which you had made
  so sweet and so rich。 The lightest veil that comes between two
  souls sometimes grows to be a brazen wall。 There are no venial
  crimes in love! If you have the very spirit of that noble
  sentiment; you must feel all its pangs; and we must be unceasingly
  careful not to fret each other by some heedless word。

  〃No doubt; my beloved treasure; if there is any fault; it is in
  me。 I cannot pride myself in the belief that I understand a
  woman's heart; in all the expansion of its tenderness; all the
  grace of its devotedness; but I will always endeavor to appreciate
  the value of what you vouchsafe to show me of the secrets of
  yours。

  〃Speak to me! Answer me soon! The melancholy into which we are
  thrown by the idea of a wrong done is frightful; it casts a shroud
  over life; and doubts on everything。

  〃I spent this morning sitting on the bank by the sunken road;
  gazing at the turrets of Villenoix; not daring to go to our hedge。
  If you could imagine all I saw in my soul! What gloomy visions
  passed before me under the gray sky; whose cold sheen added to my
  dreary mood! I had dark presentiments! I was terrified lest I
  should fail to make you happy。

  〃I must tell you everything; my dear Pauline。 There are moments
  when the spirit of vitality seems to abandon me。 I feel bereft of
  all strength。 Everything is a burden to me; every fibre of my body
  is inert; every sense is flaccid; my sight grows dim; my tongue is
  paralyzed; my imagination is extinct; desire is deadnothing
  survives but my mere human vitality。 At such times; though you
  were in all the splendor of your beauty; though you should lavish
  on me your subtlest smiles and tenderest words; an evil influence
  would blind me; and distort the most ravishing melody into
  discordant sounds。 At those timesas I believesome
  argumentative demon stands before me; showing me the void beneath
  the most real possessions。 This pitiless demon mows down every
  flower; and mocks at the sweetest feelings; saying: 'Welland
  then?' He mars the fairest work by showing me its skeleton; and
  reveals the mechanism of things while hiding the beautiful
  results。

  〃At those terrible moments; when the evil spirit takes possession
  of me; when the divine light is darkened in my soul without my
  knowing the cause; I sit in grief and anguish; I wish myself deaf
  and dumb; I long for death 

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