Guy De Maupassant / Autograph Letter Signed / 12 Pages! His Trip To Italy

  
The bookstore autograph centuries has specialized for many years in the sale of autograph letters and manuscripts. Manuscripts of those who made the glory of the arts, literature, history and science in past centuries. Autograph letter signed to Countess Emanuela Potocka. Autograph envelope stamped and postmarked. Strada di porto fino (Italy).

\Exceptional and very long letter maupassant 12 pages! I am no longer in Rapallo, hence your letter mest back. I found here at length above written address, a more ideal home, more unexpected, more poetic than triel. It's a floor in a house inhabited by families dofficiers of Shipping, which I havent dailleurs concern.

This is the first floor. My room, as big as a church, whitewashed, furnished lantique but cleanly opens three windows on twenty miles of coastline, populated by white villages, covered with pine trees and plunging into the sea two large red caps. My windows are as close to the sea as those of triel were close to the Seine. My room following the salon, while behind the house a large room where I try to work overlooks a wood of olive trees going up a hill ten kilometers, crowned by a pine forest. I never found and never lived in such a place.

Jy am in solitude waves and leaves, in a profound peace that I can not bring myself to work. I have never seen dailleurs such weather so hot with a cool breeze, not a cloud for a fortnight. I think I can keep me describe a bucolic Virgil on this earth. She is so loving to my nerves right now that I tremble to all mail received bad news. As for the nights, the full moon cuivrant sea until the horizon dune glowing trail, they are so beautiful that I wonder savoring them as I never tasted the air of the night if what is called love does not emmussetiserait dune ridiculous way. I Necris more Qua you, and, to be frank, Madame kann who returned to Paris in late September. I think the sick, more tired than before you go, and very nervous. If I speak to you delle this is to respond to what you say.

I do not know her very well, but i thought, too, by professional instinct and more by friendship, to what should be. Well I think the tenacious in relations, perhaps more by logic, by will and by reasoning that by training but tough to make relations with her relatively very safe. We often talked about you and I'm sure you read, I'm sure he likes you.

Do not see there any bad joke. As long as you shall not do any wound to his vanity, his pride a woman, she will love you the word is too strong, it will have for you more taste, more of affection surprised what nen may have never been to any woman. Dailleurs she did not resist, despite some inconveniences and some quarrels to this seduction.

Be sure I'm right. You see the point I dailleurs NAGIS woman I say exactly what I think. Jajoute quen being careful, careful not to touch the irritable points of his character, and sefforçant instead of flattering its good sides that are very real, delle can get a trade (to serve me of an old word) very pleasant, without asking and without roundabout malignancy. Nice people are rare, very rare.

When we discovered their shortcomings forget to do them remember that their charms. This prudhommesque philosophy and good-natured seems wise. If you knew how I am and as I will readily simple and easy privacy. It did not deal with you because I have always been on my guard in every way.

But if you do not maviez extremely pleased, there is good weather that you would not see me. Forgive me this brutal confession, and not very polite, in the French sense of the word and gallant: I am currently in solitary jen take the walls a little rough.

I do not see anyone. Every day, however, the families asked permission to visit my small yacht, which is really very pretty. But i conceit to believe that quon conversations with my boss Nont not only the boat to object.

Japerçois almost daily as a pram carrying three women, or rather, to my mind, two young women, a girl and a nurse. There is two brown with wide eyes, but oh, two brown as your country sometimes madam product. Up close they seem to me perhaps less well quau trotting horses, trotting quickly. The blonde, very fine, is a young mother, which disgusts me a little.

It is true that I look at the other by désuvrement because I know neither their names nor their home. That's all my chapter sentiment since my arrival in Italy. I bourgétise my existence, which paralyzes my brain; because I'm not good qua warm in the sun and the moon sigh.

I lead a dailleurs porpoise life. I take baths that do me good, I train with enthusiasm and I am so black you take me on seeing me for some Senegalese of the exhibition. But there hours regret, violent desires back, denvies crazy to see the eyes and kiss hands. But I have to work .. and I'll put my ..

I wrote you once dAfrique last lan, wash forgotten that far from my friends, I live with them extremely. If you knew how often I think of you, and how you might be a little confused. Excuse me, ma'am, I'm away. So far let me kiss your beautiful arms, so that jadmire.

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