Delacroix George Sand / Signed Autograph Letter / Chopin / Romanticism

  
" to eugene delacroix [nohant, August 13, 1843], 4 p. In-8°, autograph address on the fourth stamp breaker.

Extraordinary letter, as sand has very rarely written, to the darkest confidences and showing his unwavering admiration for his friend delacroix. "Dear old man, I see you've made a rather boring journey and a more boring arrival. But you will plunge into work, do beautiful things, have a magnificent shot; a moment of legitimate satisfaction while watching success will make you forget the weeks and months of fatigue and frustration. It is we who should complain, we who lead such a monotonous, bourgeois little life, and who look at all our nonsense when you leave us.

And then we wait a year to start again with you for a few days of training and joy. However we carry our yoke with the patience of our boufs, chopin with his suffering and resigned health, maurice with his child character in the jersey, me with my mountain of stones that by force to weigh on me became adherent to my individual. It is not a great force of mind that sustains me as you believe.

It is a great weariness of all the personal satisfactions that seem so great as long as you are young and pursued, and then seem so little when you no longer hope for them and have no strength to run after. Anyway, I don't exist anymore, I told you. It's three years since I've been dead, killing myself willingly to stop me from dying and not hanging out with a ridiculous agony. My ideal is no longer in my real life. It is in another world, in another century, in another humanity, or I am sure to wake up one day after the salutary rest of death.

In the meantime, I'm doing novels, because it's a way of living outside of me. This bias of wanting nothing and seeking nothing for me, I became indulgent for many things and life no longer seems so intoxicating or bitter.

Will I advise you to annihilate like me? Since so many things still seem to you moving, painful, unbearable, it is that other things still seem desirable and delicious to you.

There is no need to say, there is a strong sense of pain only because one feels the joy. So you're ten years younger than me, and I'm not complaining too much about you. You still have the benefits of your labor, the consumption of your suffering.

You work in bitterness and drunkenness. Come on, work hard, this is good weather. I see in the newspapers that the work of the chamber must be completed for the next session. You're going to kill some of them, and you're going to kill some of them. I hope that this winter, you will allow me to put my nose on it.

I've received your cigars that are delicious and your lighter that sinks mine. I thank you for your good memory, and for the pain you have taken to break your nose at Miss Solange, who has had great regret not to see you. Farewell, at good friend's, take care of yourself according to the method of paper as much as possible, that we will find you as we have left you.

We kiss you all three tenderly, and polite tells you a thousand foolishnesses and court friendships. The confession of this evil-being can bring us back to the ethos of the romantic writer, who comes out here more than ever. In fact, formulas such as "I no longer exist", "I am dead", "suicide voluntarily", "the salutary rest of death", "do not want anything" reveal typical feelings of evil of the century, theme of the romanticism of the first wave that anticipates the spleen. Thus, even though Sand was born in 1804, nothing prevents him from projecting under the old regime and saying that "we are no longer ideal in real life.

It is in another world, another century". For the revolution is not only the victory of the people, but also that of materialism, which dispossessssed of all spirituality. It is therefore not surprising to find an explicit mention of suicide, a romantic leitmotiv that is reminiscent of the long confession of renate, the eponymous character of castlebriand: "I had wanted to leave the earth before the order of the Almighty; it was a great crime". An affectionate friendship was established between the novelist and the painter. It began in 1834 and will not end until the death of delacroix in 1863.

They exchanged one of the most beautiful matches of the 19th century. George sand - correspondence, lubin, t. Collection achille piron (universal lémataire de delacroix) collection marc loliée. This item is in the category "collections\letters, old papers\autographs\others". The seller is "laurent-autographs" and is located in this country: fr.

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1. Epoque: restoration
2. theme: art
3. type: signed autograph letter
4. number of pages: 3